I got a call from the hospital Friday afternoon regarding my radioactive iodine treatment this next week. They asked if I had any questions regarding my treatment. I mentioned that I hadn't heard from my endo's office regarding my the results of my bloodwork. He looked for me and told me my TSH (thyroid stimulating hormone) was above 50 (they stop measuring at 50) so I was good to go for tuesday.
Side note: Normal TSH should be between 1.0 and 3.0. For radioactive iodine, you have to go off your thyroid medicines to elevated your TSH above 30. But it makes you feel like garbage.
My last weekend on the low-iodine diet was spending gearing up for my radioactive iodine treatment. We ran errands Saturday morning which included a trip to Costco to get a book Tegan had recommended called Matched. On our way to the book section, we found this:
Otherwise known as Phil's worst nightmare. He is getting his PhD in Environmental and Molecular Toxicology and his dissertation research focuses on pesticides in watersheds. He isn't anti-pesticide, but he is pro-educated pesticide management. He has a problem with Round-Up because it is so readily available and people over apply it. Even though it degrades relatively quickly in the environment, the constant use provides a steady concentration of Round-Up in most surface waters constantly.
We got the book, watched some more Big Love and then went to my brother and sister-in-law's house for Canasta, boys vs. girls. We have gone 3 full rounds (5 hands in each round) and the boys are slightly ahead of the girls. But we didn't lose any ground, so it was a success.
Sunday morning, we got up to head to church. As I was getting ready, I made the unfortunate mistake of yawning. My entire left side seized up, from my hip up through my shoulder and I was in so much pain. I managed to yell for Phil who found me on the floor of the bedroom. He gently rubbed my side, ribs and shoulder until the cramp went away and I was able to get back up. But for the rest of the day, breathing was painful and I felt like the muscle cramp could come back at any minute. Stupid high TSH!
I can imagine that is pretty close to what a heartache feels like. Let me tell you... Not a fan. I definitely don't want to be having one of THOSE any time soon. Or ever.
After church and a few more errands, I worked.
Using leftover plywood from my DIY Chalkboard, I set up a little lap desk in my recliner. With Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince playing in the background, I spent over 4 hours designing some buildings. Awesome.
I finished the bulk of the work I needed to do to be gone all this week (and probably most of next week). I can't start taking my thyroid meds until the 26th, so I can't imagine working will be very easy, even after the diet is over.
And I fully intend to take the afternoon off today. :)
That was a long post about nothing. Thanks for hanging in there.