Is there a doctor in the house?
A semi-qualified blog lurker who could possibly give me some medical advice
and write me a prescription?
I need your help.
Though this sort of post really does leave me vulnerable to
all kinds of advice that might or might not make my eyes roll into the back of my head.
And I will no doubt hear from my concerned mother, mother-in-law,
and Aunt Flora.
I don't even have an Aunt Flora.
But here we go.
Early this morning one of my fellow-cyber-adoptive-mom friends
messaged me on FB and suggested that I perhaps
could have a thyroid problem.
I looked up the symptoms, and wow...that may be my problem.
Wow, maybe so!
I was just at my doctor's office, but she didn't mention this possibility.
Although, truth be told...me going to see my doctor
is more like having coffee with a friend.
We compare the smartness of our children.
We secretly decide that our own kids are more brilliant than the other's.
What I'm saying is, it's as though I leave all my cares and concerns
in the parking lot, and turn on this giddy-smile,
and have a hard time *complaining* about my very real symptoms.
(Extreme sleeplessness, inability to STOP and SIT, exhaustion.)
Oh, sure...I mention these things, but it's not at all in a,
"Look here doctor, this is making me a crazy woman, HELP ME NOW",
kind of way.
It evidently just comes across as,
"I'm not getting enough exercise, clearly. I'll just go home and get on my treadmill."
Well, anyway. I will make an appointment, eventually.
And perhaps bring her a video of me baking wildly at 4 AM to prove my point.
But in the meantime,
if any of YOU have thyroid issues, would you care to share your advice/experience?
I think that covers it.
(Aunt Flora, really...I'm fine.)
Sleepless in a cloud of wheat flour