I have one of the top endos in the state...if not country, his orders were to be off my meds for two weeks then test, and do the scan. If the test hadn't shown that my TSH levels were high enough we'd have waited another week. Or would have checked them the day before I was to take the pills. But the labs procedures are for the patient to be off their meds for SIX weeks before testing. Six weeks? Being off two was bad enough with the fatigue, the muscle spasms, brain fog, and just over all malaise. But six week, I'm not sure I'd have been able to continue to function at that point. The guys was a nervous wreck, I don't know how long he'd been doing this but I was about ready to a sk where they chick I had last year went and transferred all my test to her lab. But we got through it and it was just as clean as my post treatment one.
After the scan I went back on my Synthroid two 112mcg in the mornings. My levels have remained at a steady 0.2-0.3.
So, how has life REALLY been? For the most part okay. I'm not having muscle spasms like I was, but then I drink a good bit on tonic water too, mainly for the quinine. We got a Soadstream a couple of Christmas' back and tonic is the main mixer we buy, probably should just buy it by the box.
One thing they don't really admit to is that with your TSH levels almost zero your hair tends to fall out and been thin. That's the only thing on this body that is! LOL I USED to have a metric butt ton of hair. But these days it's about 1/3 of what I used to have. While that sucks big ones, I am thankful to have it.
I'm not as tired as I once was. Some days there is just no motivation. I don't really know if that's just "tired" or just lack of motivation or just being lazy. Though, unless we are out downtown at show and such, by 10pm I start to shut down. I can be having a conversation with Jeff and it's like someone flipped the switch......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Another thing that I have figured out since surgery. I now seem to be somewhat allergic to beer. I have to be sure to be selective of what I have. I've never been a major American brand drinker, you know, the mass produced types...okay I'll say it Bud, Miller, Coors, and the like. I love a good Guinness and microbrews, I'm a good Texas girl and love my Shiner. But now I have to plan, if I know I'm going to have a beer during the night I have to make sure I have a good ballast in me, something to def soak it up. And that doesn't even guarantee that I'm not going to be a little miserable the next day. So drinks of choice once we hit the bars lately has been gin & tonic or Ace pear cider. I tend to drink them a little slower or I should really say less because I know they are more expensive and even though I know I don't necessarily HAVE to be sometimes it's hard to turn of that frugal widow in the back of my brain. Ace ciders I can drink like mad, and then I start yawning, I'm not tired, they just make me yawn. LOL and THEN they go to my head. LOL It also allows me to pace myself, 3-5 drinks between 6pm-2am is not bad...I think.
So what's been up on the rock front? Well, I had a little scare that Butcherwhite was broke up, dead and gone. Spent about four hours crying my heart out over it. I was loosing another love, it kind of hurt. The Butchers first show in March 2005 after the Archangels was the last night Rich and I went out. He had gotten to the point that he was hurting so much that he went to the truck to sleep. Little did I know at that time that for a few more years to come I was going to be standing alone at the feet of the Butcher. Rich was diagnosed with lung cancer in May. He was gone in August. My world went black and silent.
I knew I couldn't hide under my rock forever, and that Rich would not want me to. Other than webbie chat chows the Butcher was my reason for leaving the house. And the Butcher sliced through the silence when it got too loud. Rich had been a cabinet making for ElectroVoice (EV), I have more sound capacity in my tiny living room than many of the clubs/bars I go to do. And it's a good thing that I live in the country because there were many night that my Butcherwhite EPs were blaring. I put cracks in the ceiling and knocked all the stuff off the shelves. I could just be happy with no worries at the feet of the Butcher. They were my rock family, and through them I got to see and meet so many more awesome people and bands. For Butcherwhite I will do anything, go anywhere. Whether they knew it or not, they were always there for me when I needed them most.
So yeah, when I got the message that the Butcher was dead I kind of spirally down into a pit of darkness. But it didn't take long, the bells were ringing in the graveyard and he was dug from the gr
ave and still alive, moved to the ICU to recover and by November 2011 was back on stage with a new drummer, a slightly new sound and some new songs. So we loaded up the Jeep and road tripped to San Angelo for the first gig. We LOVED it! They played with Snake Skin Prison, love those guys! Then their Austin re-debute was in December. I had planned a whole Christmas oriented dress, but it didn't arrive in time, so I had to go shopping. Torrid once again saved the day! Got an awesome red sweater and a new pair a jeans. I'd bought a pair of awesome boots for the dress and they looked awesome with the new jeans too!
ave and still alive, moved to the ICU to recover and by November 2011 was back on stage with a new drummer, a slightly new sound and some new songs. So we loaded up the Jeep and road tripped to San Angelo for the first gig. We LOVED it! They played with Snake Skin Prison, love those guys! Then their Austin re-debute was in December. I had planned a whole Christmas oriented dress, but it didn't arrive in time, so I had to go shopping. Torrid once again saved the day! Got an awesome red sweater and a new pair a jeans. I'd bought a pair of awesome boots for the dress and they looked awesome with the new jeans too! So, I'm gonna proclaim 2011 a success.
