First off – my eyebrows aren’t that solid anymore. Sounds weird, but it’s true. Either the hairs have paled or they’re just leaving and not growing back. It used to come and go, but now I just have pale eyebrows, looking more so at the outer edges.
And then, well, my appointment yesterday. Based on my pulse, heart rate, reflexes, eyes, throat and such, I’m healthy. But I still got a paper for bloodwork, to test thyroid, liver, etc. I had M and K with me at the time, so I haven’t done that yet.
With the bloat, even with eating really well, my doc suggested that it’s possible I could have a sensitivity to dairy. Or other things I’m eating.
I’m kinda already on the bandwagon with that thing – hence the food log. Which I stopped doing yesterday because, honestly, it’s a bit of a drag to do. And today I feel crappy. Was it the pasta sauce? Was it the few cookies I had last night? Was it the bit of ice cream I had after dinner?
Questioning everything gets so annoying. It could have been something I ate today, but I don’t know what. Nothing was out of the ordinary compared to other days. I had raspberries on my salad, but I was starting to feel crappy before that.
I’d like to see someone about food sensitivities and get tested. Oh, and maybe go on an elimination diet. Having to do that sounds so fun. It could be neat – I’d be the test subject, ha ha! – but right now I feel kinda bummed and tired. Even though I’ve had three FULL NIGHTS SLEEP IN A ROW! Really, I shouldn’t be tired from lack of sleep. Sleeping from 10:30 pm or earlier until 6:15 am.
I’ve always said that stuff changed when I turned 25. My skin started to react to who-knows-what (I suspect wheat now that I’m “more mature” and knowledgable and all) and I needed steroid cream for the rash and itch. And I now swear it happened again at 35, only I was pregnant and then postpartum and nursing M.
I’m almost 37. And I’m tired of feeling like crap most of the time. And gaining weight by looking at food and hardly losing any when trying to.
I’m going to have a snooze now, while M’s still napping. I just want to shut down for a while, even though the kitchen still needs to be tidied from lunch (and, um, breakfast) and the stuff on the top half of the dishwasher needs to be put away.