Mid-week musings

[annathepiper]

Short day at work today, because I had to go to the doctor's and get marching orders for what to do about my long-term Synthroid intake. Dr. Marshall asked me a few basic questions about how I'm feeling, and seemed generally approving, which was good. She says that I am to continue on my current dosage until the 12th, at which point I need to go up to 75mcg; then, on the 26th, I need to go up to 100mcg. This is because of her estimate of what I'll need based on my current body weight, though it'll be interesting to see how this adjusts once I get back into my regular exercise routine--and how I adjust. I'm already feeling the difference of having a stable level of Synthroid in my system; as I posted about yesterday, I'm more mentally alert, and though I am not yet too wired, I can kind of feel the potential for becoming so. It's like I've had almost but not quite too much caffeine, only without the added buzz in the system that caffeine gives me.

I've also haven't slept the entire night through the last couple of nights, but it's not yet problematic--just a matter of being a much lighter sleeper than usual right now, I think, as I try to get adjusted to the new stuff in the system. We'll have to see if this keeps up. And I may even have to cut back farther on the diet Dew--just because the last couple of days at work, when I've had my obligtatory two daily cans, I can feel the caffeine in my system almost nudging me over from 'alert in a good way' to 'jittery in a not good way'.

Oh, and my voice is coming back. My singing voice, that is; my talking voice has sounded normal for days now, unless I try to shout or unless I talk for too long. I can't quite belt out proper Great Big Sea ditties yet, though there have been moments that I've noticed an improved ability to hit the low notes in "John Barbour". I am hoping this holds true. It would be nice to have clearer notes on the bottom of my range!

Anyway, since I was leaving work early regardless, I took the opportunity to run a couple other errands as well, picking up cosequin for the cat as well as my next round of contact lenses. This made the afternoon a Long String of Busses, as I had to hit a total of four busses to get from Microsoft to the Polyclinic to the University Vision Clinic to the vet to the bus stop by the University Village Shopping Center to home. *whew*

Not much else to post about tonight. I'm reading up on all the hugely disturbing things going on with the Katrina aftermath; I've donated what little solarbird and I can spare right now to the Red Cross. I'm going over in my head exactly what I want to say to my Congressdroids about the criminal levels of incompetence that have been going on in regards to what FEMA's doing, and when the right time to say it is. I am feeling a cold white wrath about the entire FEMA affair, and yet, part of me is also plaintively pointing out that despite all that, the highest priority remains helping as many of our people down there as possible. Trying to find the balance between these things is saddening and headache-inducing, and it only gets more so as I get my strength back, both physical and mental.

I've been monitoring the National Hurricane Center page, too--just out of a lingering sense of forboding about how the rest of this storm season is going to go. We've got two more hurricanes out there, Maria and Nate, and Tropical Storm Ophelia is hovering near Florida and may go into hurricane mode. We've got a bit to go yet with the storm season and we're already to O on the alphabet. I find myself hoping fervently that this year we will not find out what happens if you run out of alphabet before you run out of storms.

I think that under the circumstances, even if I get a rejection letter tomorrow (tomorrow being the Magic Day on which Luna will tie Tor for longest turnaround time on responding to me), I'll be pretty happy nonetheless. I mean... I have a safe place to live, food and clean water, utilities, access to medical treatment, and the luxury of leisure time in which to actually write something. It's very easy to forget what blessings these are, sometimes.

Tonight, I start Chapter 15 of Lament of the Dove.

Days until release of The Hard and the Easy: 1 month, 4 days
Days without a rejection letter from Luna: 3 months, 12 days
Wednesday miles: 2.65
Miles out of Hobbiton: 329.4
Miles to Rivendell: 128.6

Comments

[firni.livejournal.com]

Yay for feeling better!

[annathepiper]

Indeed! :)

[lickingtoad.livejournal.com]

Here's to 24 hours of rejection-free rejection. I <3 your efforts to be what you most want to be.

PS, I lost the new addy for Murk. Halp?

[annathepiper]

Why thank you!

And it's door.murkworks.net 4201.

[technoshaman.livejournal.com]

Y'all have a muck? RP or social or...?

Just curious....

100mcg of T4 jibes with what I've been put on, accounting for our respective masses. Perhaps it is that the caffeine has been compensating for low (for you) thyroid? (The tests don't tell the whole story, it's your symptoms as well. Glad to hear your MD is asking.)

Cold white rage. That's a good word for it. That Beyond Angry kind of feeling that just sits there below the surface and lurks, waiting....

Getting the voice back is a goodness. Hope you're as pleased with yours as I was with mine... before this sinus thingy hit, anyway...

[annathepiper]

It's a MUSH, but yeah, we have one. It's purely social, though in times past RP has happened on it--usually when the RP types amongst us need a backup place to do scenes, say, if our usual games were down or if a timewarped scene needed to be completed. It's registration but I will happily make character bodies for friends. :)

It is certainly possible that my caffeine intake has been compensating for what my thyroid hasn't been giving me in terms of alertness over the last many years, I suppose. But yeah, Dr. Marshall was good about asking me how I'm feeling and if I'm noticing any abnormalities. She encouraged me to call in at any time if I start noticing anything (e.g., after I up my dosage to 75mcg on the 12th).

This wrath is indeed sitting just below the surface. Right now, I'm feeling like the priority has got to be saving lives--which is why I signed MoveOn's petition, as I've just mentioned in my newest post--but soon, I need to compose some serious letters. This weekend, I think.

And yeah, I generally do like my voice just fine, and I am grooving on the improved potential for singing GBS songs at the top of my lungs. Especially if it improves my ability to sing anything generally sung by Sean McCann. ^_^

[starfallz.livejournal.com]

I'm on 75 mcg since I still have part of my thyroid around. I am not sure if I have noticed a real difference between me without Synthroid and with, but I did start taking it back in April.

[annathepiper]

I would almost think that if there's anything different to notice, you would have picked up on it by now. :) But as with anything else in life, one's mileage may vary.