Ever had a good week that you felt lifted by, enjoyed, almost normal and loving life… followed by a bad one that just eclipsed the entire good feelings and not only sent you back to square one but one hundred squares minus square one!?
For so many reasons this is me this week. What’s hard to work out is why?
Still improving with the fatigue on my current regime of 25mcg T4 plus 10mcg T3 morning; 10mcg T3 afternoon and 25mcg T4 evening, I have unfortunately (or not?) had some severe upper respiratory tract infections for the last 3 weeks. It is freezing bloody cold here in Adelaide and a lot of infections are going around so I’m not concerned that the reason is anything else. There’s been sinus infections, chesty coughs, high temperatures. It’s just been bloody miserable.
Last week I had a holiday. A very much looked forward to holiday, and something I like to do most every year in our winter – get away somewhere north. And for most of that week, the symptoms evaporated. The warmer weather really does improve health especially where lungs and breathing are involved.
But that’s all distant memory now. Add to that someone being a completely unreasonable bastard to me this week and I’m really starting to feel pretty miserable after only 5 days back in Adelaide. Why do I live here again?
I have dreams of escaping. Dreams of being someone different and leaving it all behind – getting away! But that’s not a reality.
So I’ll just bury my nose in books again. One of the very few things I feel positive about since this journey began 2&1/2 years ago is that I have managed to increase my reading back to fabulous levels from maybe one book every 6 months to 3-4 a month. It’s a pretend escape.