The good news is that we ate amazing food the other night and it was all gluten free…even the amazing chocolate tart I made was without a trace of wheat. I’m still very impressed with myself for that one.
The bad news is that I’m having some not-so-hot side effects from the thyroid meds. At least I hope they’re side effects and not something else. I will say, that a couple of days ago I felt great and really thought they were already having a good effect. But I haven’t slept properly for 3 nights now. I can go to sleep fine but I’m waking up and staying awake for ages, every couple of hours. I feel like I haven’t been to bed. Consequently, I have a headache permanently and yesterday I threw up a couple of times too. I’m also feeling really depressed – so depressed that I can’t even get myself to work today.
I’m really not sure what to do. I know that if I go back to the doc, she’ll pull me off the meds straight away – ‘cos she wasn’t keen to give them to me in the first place. I don’t want to stop taking them just yet though because I’m scared of what that’ll mean for TTC.
I feel like such a silly complainer. I know that many women have far more traumatic, extended, painful fertility issues than this. And I am really pleased that we discovered all this now and not in 12 months time but I still feel pissed off that my dramatic Aries self has been reduced to this pathetic, whining misery-guts.
Meanwhile, Ducks is having a horrible time at work. Yesterday, she was called in for a ‘meeting’ to discuss the fact that she was 5 minutes late. This, despite the fact that most mornings she’s 15 minutes early and stays back at least half an hour most nights. And while it may not sound like a big deal, it is in the scheme of all the other things her bosses pull on her – like expecting her to eat her lunch in the office so that she can answer the phone while everyone else goes out. She’s not the f**king receptionist – and even if she were, she should be allowed to leave at lunchtime.
But then, I work in a pretty amazing place as far as worker conditions go. Maybe my expectations are warped from being treated too well??? Regardless, I hate the way they treat her and I hate that she is so unhappy there and I really hate how powerless I feel over it all.
And I hate that this is a miserable and rambly, boring blog entry too.
Off to google side effects of thyroid meds…