Six whole weeks off work! Boy aren’t you lucky, everyone says, and yes, to a degree they are correct. 6 weeks to theoretically not get up to go to work, and have to do things.
Usually these 6 weeks are used very practically, I do huge clear ups of the house, and the kids wardrobes, my kitchen, the living room, everywhere! Then there will be the week at least visit to my parents, and getting away a bit. All the other days, I would think of things to do, with the odd down day to chillax…
That was the plan at the end of July, when we broke up for Summer Holidays. But I had to figure in a few days in school, sorting out the class room for the up coming new academic year too. I got a bit of the tidying up done, as in the wardrobe clear outs, before a short and sweet visit to my parents.
During the visit, I was suffering from migraine-like headaches… not pleasant. But I am lucky to have a Pops who is a reflexology and Reiki trained individual. He did some special massages to relieve the headaches, which worked. As he massaged a certain point on my hand he could see me wince. “Does that hurt there?” he asked. I nodded, and he then explained that the point he was touching was the Thyroid gland point.
The pain there is indicative that there could be problems brewing in that area, so he taught me to self massage the relevant area, to my benefit.
We came home and the rest of the holiday continued. This time however, I have not had the get up and go, or energy to do anything. I’d be up early, as the children wake, then there was no enthusiasm to actually get tidying, as I wanted to do. Even getting out and about with the kids was a chore.
My Pop’s words about the Thyroid issue were playing on my mind… what if I have an underactive thyroid gland? Medication for life, and all craziness… I knew I should get to the doctor, but I was just too scared.
Last week, I had two coughing kids, and I thought I had better get them checked out before term starts, and as I was there, I booked an appointment for me too, I suppose I should get checked out too.
He asked all the questions, checked I wasn’t depressed, or that I wasn’t losing weight, causing the tiredness and lethargy, and sent me of to get my bloods done. “Just call in a week to 10 days, for the results. We’ll only call you if there is anything urgent.”
That was Wednesday, just gone.
Yesterday, whilst at school, I got a message from my Hubby Dearest saying the Dr’s surgery had called, and that I needed to call them back.
Alarm bells started to ring straight away. It had been barely 2 days since the test… oh God, what have they found?
It was going to be something awful about my thyroid, wasn’t it?
I called and well, it wasn’t the Thyroid, but instead, apparently I have a Vitamin D deficiency.
So now I have to take 5, (yes FIVE!) Vitamin D capsules every morning, but I don’t know how long for.
I hope this is the reason for my lethargy, I guess time will tell.
