Good morning, lovelies.
I’m in a great mood — can’t you tell?
I don’t know if I’ve already said this, but I adore my primary care doctor.
After not having “solid” insurance since I was 15, I am one of the super lucky folks to have awesome health insurance through my employer. I’m not counting that one time I had insurance though “Obamacare” because my deductible was ridiculous and it was like not having health insurance at all.
When selecting my new primary care doctor, I did extensive research. I was familiar with the “going to random doctors because you’re sick” life. I read reviews of my doctor, of the partnership in which she works, the facility.
And my research paid off.
Plus, she makes me laugh.
She has two boys, and in every exam room there is a picture of them taken at Disney. It is adorable.
So, this morning I went to see my beloved doctor about my six month thyroid follow up labs. As ya’ll recall from my post earlier this week my thyroid levels are off, putting me into hyperthyroidism due to my dosage not being corrected for my 40lb weight loss.
I didn’t realize how low it was.
Thyroid stimulating hormone (TSH) is supposed to range between .45 and 4.5. Too little and you are hyper, to much and you are hypo.
My TSH was .006. Like it was trace, almost nonexistent. Also, my T4 (which is what your body actually uses) is too damn high. T4 is supposed to be between .82 and 1.77… mine was 2.34.
In sum — my levothyroxine is getting lowered from 100mcg to 75mcg and I’ve got to go and do blood work mid September, instead of every six months.
Also, no longer deficient in the D department… heheheheheheee.
In addition, since it’s been six months since I actually saw my doctor (when I have a sick visit, I see the ARNP who is as equally awesome and wonderful).
I told her about my IUD experience — which I haven’t given an update here recently.
Lady parts and problems ahead; ye be warned!!!
I’ve had my IUD since May 12, so almost 3 months. I’ve had two “periods” which are soooo much lighter without horrible debilitating cramps. I still get some cramps, but I can actually function. The only downside so far is random spotting and discomfort. No where near insertion pain or the debilitating cramps. The best way I can describe it is like a pinchy fullness. It’s more uncomfortable than painful.
Luckily, Mirena lasts for five years. Most unluckily, though I will be 35 if I go the full monty. S.O. and I are planning to have our shit together and start thinking about kids in two-ish years, and when we’re ready, we’re going to have it removed.
I seriously don’t want to have a geriatric pregnancy. I already associate the word with old people and I refuse to identify with that word at all until 50… definitely not 35.
Plus, because my broke thyroid I’d already be considered high risk. I don’t want to make it worse by being pregnant after that.
Also, my mom told me my eggs were getting old.
End of discussion about lady parts.
Second weird thing on my labs was that my creatinine was low by a smidge. Normal is between .57 and 1 and mine was .55.
I had a friend with renal failure and she told me that if your creatinine is high, your kidneys may be fucked.
Dunno what low means. Might have to do something with my thyroid being in hyper-mode.
Also, my bun/creatinine ratio was slightly elevated. It makes me kind of worried about my kidneys, but it can pretty much be attributed to my thyroid levels.
Another thing I love about my doctor is she always asks about my emotional state — well mostly because she has me on an SSRI. But she always wants to check on it to see if she needs to raise or lower my dose. Also, as soon as I mentioned I was having TMJ issues due to SSRI induced bruxism, she sent me out immediately to have a night guard made.
And finally, keto.
I told her I was on keto and she was happy. She didn’t have anything derogatory to say about it and was proud of the weight I lost.
I told her about my gut weirdness and the random diarrhea and funny colors and she said it was probably due to food transiting my guts too fast due to my crazy thyroid numbers. She said if I have any other issues or feel funny, to come in.
But overall, definitely a good visit.
And I’m back on keto, baby.
After sushi. Because I want some motherfucking sushi.
There was this one place I lived where they had this amazing Alaska roll — smoked salmon, cream cheese, and tomato. I haven’t seen any other place that puts tomato in their Alaska roll.
I might need to make my own.
But that’s another post for another day.
Have a good weekend, ya’ll!
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