Here's the thing - I have been feeling like CRAP for weeks now. Tired, achy, and generally not well. I chalked it up to being a busy mom of three...but then I started wondering about my thryoid levels. This lump has doubled in size since last time anyone checked my blood - what if it wasn't ok?!
Then, worrying about my thyroid got me worried about the big C. Like if have a potentially cancerous lump currently growing on my thyroid, then maybe it's already spread and is ravaging my body and that's why I feel like crap. Of course I thought that, don't all sane people think like me?!
So instead of chastising myself for being a mental case, off I went to request bloodwork. My GP did a full work up to cover all bases. She wasn't supposed to call unless the results were worrisome, and even then I wasn't expecting to hear till at least Monday. So you can imagine how I felt when she called today - a Saturday. OMG I must be dying.
Nope, not even close. All is well in fact, but somehow I think she knows I'm crazy (she HAS been my doctor for a dozen years after all - I may have given her a hint a time or two in the past). She kindly put me out of my misery and called me as soon as she got the results to tell me I am fine. Just fine. Iron on the low side, probably explaining the tiredness, but otherwise fit as a fiddle.
Clearly I am tired and sore because I am out of shape and have two almost 30 pound babies who still need to be carried everywhere. Time to hit the gym maybe?! No denying how out of shape I am anymore :(