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Hey, all.
I know I've been absent on LJ here lately (And right in the middle of my 30 Days of TV meme. See I told you guys I wouldn't be able to keep up with that thing every day.) but it's been a real stressful few weeks.
I've had like, six doctor's appointments in the past two weeks, my blood drawn for tests four times, an adrenal stimulus test and an MRI.
I'm still exhausted all the time, and I generally feel like crap, but my Endocrinologist says my thyroid levels are as perfect as they are going to get, so all my doctors (and I have several, now) are exploring what else could be wrong. My cortisol was low (1.5. I think my doctor said the normal levels for people were like, 6-10) so I took the adrenal stimulus test to see if my adrenal gland would respond to an injection of ACTH. Basically, they were looking for Addison's disease.
Well, my adrenal gland did respond, but my ACTH was low so they're looking for a possible tumor (benign, most likely) in my pituitary gland that could be stopping it from working properly. That's what the MRI was for, though I haven't gotten the results of that yet.
My vitamin B12 was very low as well, and I guess they ran a test of celiac's disease (a disease that stops your body from absorbing nutrients from food, and makes it so you can't tolerate gluton) which was positive, but they won't know if I actually have it until they scope my small intestine. (Yikes!)
Vitamin D is still low, and whatever test they run for possible food allergies was positive as well.
So basically, I have a bunch of stuff wrong with me, but we haven't found the underlying cause yet.
I feel like I'm on a House episode. Only, I hope my life doesn't run the same course as one of the episodes--I don't feel like going through A) cardiac arrest B) anaphylactic shock or C) paralysis before they finally figure out what's wrong with me.
Or any of those weird pysch symptoms either. I can do without the hallucinations, thanks.
Anyway, my life is kind of sucking right now, and I have a job interview later today but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to work eight hours a day, five days a week (no matter how good the pay is) when I can't stay awake for more than five hours straight without falling asleep where I'm standing.
I want this job, because I want to get on with my life, but I don't know if I can do it.
*sigh*
Oh, and that waiter guy I went out with? Yeah, that's not going to happen. Came on WAY to strong, what with the 200 text messages he sent me within the first FIVE days of knowing him, and the three phone calls a day, and how if I didn't text him back within the hour he'd send me more text messages apologizing for saying something wrong, and the fact he started contacting my friends to figure out gifts to give me next time he saw me--all within the first week of knowing him. All of this happened the same time as all the health crap, and it really just stressed me out, so I had to end it.
Unfortunately, the guy can't seem to take no for an answer. He keeps calling and texting me. All. The. Time. He's driving me up the wall.
Well, that's your update on my life, Flist. I have been trying to keep up with my friends list, though I haven't been commenting much, I'm afraid. I've just felt kinda blah here, lately, you know what I mean?
I know I've been absent on LJ here lately (And right in the middle of my 30 Days of TV meme. See I told you guys I wouldn't be able to keep up with that thing every day.) but it's been a real stressful few weeks.
I've had like, six doctor's appointments in the past two weeks, my blood drawn for tests four times, an adrenal stimulus test and an MRI.
I'm still exhausted all the time, and I generally feel like crap, but my Endocrinologist says my thyroid levels are as perfect as they are going to get, so all my doctors (and I have several, now) are exploring what else could be wrong. My cortisol was low (1.5. I think my doctor said the normal levels for people were like, 6-10) so I took the adrenal stimulus test to see if my adrenal gland would respond to an injection of ACTH. Basically, they were looking for Addison's disease.
Well, my adrenal gland did respond, but my ACTH was low so they're looking for a possible tumor (benign, most likely) in my pituitary gland that could be stopping it from working properly. That's what the MRI was for, though I haven't gotten the results of that yet.
My vitamin B12 was very low as well, and I guess they ran a test of celiac's disease (a disease that stops your body from absorbing nutrients from food, and makes it so you can't tolerate gluton) which was positive, but they won't know if I actually have it until they scope my small intestine. (Yikes!)
Vitamin D is still low, and whatever test they run for possible food allergies was positive as well.
So basically, I have a bunch of stuff wrong with me, but we haven't found the underlying cause yet.
I feel like I'm on a House episode. Only, I hope my life doesn't run the same course as one of the episodes--I don't feel like going through A) cardiac arrest B) anaphylactic shock or C) paralysis before they finally figure out what's wrong with me.
Or any of those weird pysch symptoms either. I can do without the hallucinations, thanks.
Anyway, my life is kind of sucking right now, and I have a job interview later today but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to work eight hours a day, five days a week (no matter how good the pay is) when I can't stay awake for more than five hours straight without falling asleep where I'm standing.
I want this job, because I want to get on with my life, but I don't know if I can do it.
*sigh*
Oh, and that waiter guy I went out with? Yeah, that's not going to happen. Came on WAY to strong, what with the 200 text messages he sent me within the first FIVE days of knowing him, and the three phone calls a day, and how if I didn't text him back within the hour he'd send me more text messages apologizing for saying something wrong, and the fact he started contacting my friends to figure out gifts to give me next time he saw me--all within the first week of knowing him. All of this happened the same time as all the health crap, and it really just stressed me out, so I had to end it.
Unfortunately, the guy can't seem to take no for an answer. He keeps calling and texting me. All. The. Time. He's driving me up the wall.
Well, that's your update on my life, Flist. I have been trying to keep up with my friends list, though I haven't been commenting much, I'm afraid. I've just felt kinda blah here, lately, you know what I mean?
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