Had a nice half-hour walk in the fog this morning. Yesterday I
met with Dr. S for the second and probably the last time. This is because, as I
expected, there’s no cure for my type of circadian rhythm disorder and there
really isn’t much more he can do for me other than recommend melatonin
supplements and a LUX lightbox. Melatonin is only so helpful for so long, so
I’m going to try the 10,000 LUX light he recommended I use for the first
half-hour of my day to help set my body’s rhythm. I don’t think it’s going to
get me on a schedule, but it may help, and since it’s not a medication or
anything going into my body, why not? It’s safe. :-) It’s similar to a SAD lamp
that people use to fight seasonal depression. I could have used one of those up
in Oregon not that I was “depressed.” I was just rather blah, though, and
didn’t have much energy.
Come to think of it, though, when we were in the RV on Bly
Mountain on the 2.5-acre parcel of land we so briefly owned up in Oregon, I
slept alongside a huge window. I would awaken with the sunlight that would
stream into it as soon as it rose above the evergreens and junipers. So I
wonder… if I lived outdoors as if it were primitive times, would I be on a
schedule? Maybe not, since this disorder was discovered in blind people, after
all.
I learned from him that there are different types of circadian
rhythm disorders. One of them is a delayed circadian rhythm disorder where
people can’t help but fall asleep and get up earlier than they like, like 6 PM
to 3 AM, for example. There’s a late one too, where people go to bed and get up
later than they’d like. Those won’t prevent you from working outside of the
house like my kind does.
I told him that I would sometimes use Benadryl to help me sleep,
but never cared for how groggy it could make me the next day and how long it
would make me sleep. Even though I may wake up at times, I still average eight
hours of sleep, so that much is good. He said Benadryl is best to avoid because
it can affect cognitive memory. Back when I used to use it more often I had
memory issues, but untreated hypothyroidism can cause that as well. My memory
has improved tremendously with thyroid treatment.
I’m not even using lorazepam anymore. In fact, I’m almost
certainly going to cancel my December appointment with the new shrink. I
haven’t had anxiety for the better part of a year now that my medication has
been regulated, so there’s no point in seeing him.
The sleep doc said that those who end up with Hashimoto’s
usually start off with hyperthyroidism, and even though they never tested me
for some reason back then, both Tom and I would be willing to bet that I did
indeed have hyperthyroidism 20 years ago. I’ve always been a rather animated
person, but I was WAY more hyper than I was now and my heart raced more often
back then, too. It will get racy if I stop my meds, though, because as O
pointed out, your heart can race if you have too little or too much thyroid
hormone in you.
I have had palpitations here and there where the heart flutters
noticeably hard for about three or four beats. Sometimes it seems to skip a
beat or double up on beats, but I can’t say for sure that it is. That’s why I’m
having a stress test in December. He said that some palpitations are harmless
while others could put you at risk for stroke or heart attack. When we first
moved to Cali I had them all the time, but when I checked online I found that
more often than not, they’re harmless. Family history says I could have
problems later in life, but right now I would be willing to bet that my heart
is still just fine. I’m still relatively young, I’m active, I’m not obese, and
I eat right most days.
So we have the LUX light, a new hand vacuum, new batteries for
the scale, a new felt cube for the rats to nest in, and rat bedding on the way
from Amazon since we’ll need it before the next bedding subscription arrives.
He also got some electronic-related stuff and I got some
clothes. A black skirt, black zebra patterned pantyhose, a pink sweatshirt, a
sweatshirt with the aurora borealis printed on it, and an ash-gray sweatshirt
with a cat face.
I also got a rainbow dress for one of my 18-inch dolls and
shower bombs. I guess you place the bomb on the shower floor away from the
spray and it’s supposed to make your shower smell really good. I got the neroli
and chamomile-scented ones.
Yesterday’s traffic and landscaping were totally obnoxious,
especially the landscaping. I didn’t hear any motorcycles yesterday, but I have
today. Figured I would, too.
Not sure I want to continue on with NaNoWriMo as I just don’t
have any exciting ideas. That’s something I can’t really force. I either have a
great idea to expand on or I don’t. More than likely I will just edit my last
book.
I’m also not sure if I want to continue with my monthly bio
project because it is just so much work to go through so many years of
journals, pulling out the main highlights, etc. I’ll leave what I have posted
so far which is up to mid-1993. I can always decide later on to continue with
that if I want to, but if I do, it’s a project that could easily take a year or
two.
No comments:
Post a Comment