On another note, I think I may have picked up an intestinal critter on our recent trip. It's an easy fix - just 2 pills. The tricky part is timing the walk to the pharmacy between frequent and urgent dashes to el baño. Wish me luck!
With utmost respect to the medical community...
I've been playing doctor. I know. Bad idea. But last weekend I was so tired by noon I couldn't think straight. And it just wasn't working with the running around we were doing in Nicaragua. So I upped my thyroid meds without consulting with my doctor. I promised myself I would call him as soon as we got back, but, of course, I still haven't. It's not that I don't take my health seriously, but the guy is creepy. We're talkin oogy bedside manner, old-school practice, obviously grew up on the mission field kinda creepy. If you don't know what I mean, ask me later about the time he made me blow my nose and then proceeded to peer into the tissue full of snot as if he was reading my fortune, or the awkward encounter that included the phrase "Now, make sure your husband understands...he should not be spanking you.....just pounding you lightly." I'm not making this up! Creepy!!! I'm gonna have to call him though. I have been feeling better since I upped the dosage. But last night I couldn't fall sleep, so I think I may have overdone it. Oops. Guess I should leave tinkering with the delicate balance of my internal system to the professionals.