If I ever decide to quit my meds, I realize I can’t stop seeing Dr. A altogether because I still need inhalers. The last thing we need is for me to have an attack bad enough to have to go to the ER or urgent care. I figure if it helps me without making me feel worse, then there’s no need not to keep up on it.

But if I quit the poison long term, then sooner or later I’m gonna have to tell her. She’s not going to think the lab simply made a mistake (unless we can go about it like last time). At that point, I’d let her know she can send me to the lab all she wants but don’t expect anything remotely close to good thyroid numbers.

Honestly, I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do. There are a number of things I could try but despite a few things that say it can’t be the medication, I’m back to thinking it is. Maybe there’s something slightly different about each batch that’s manufactured even though I’ve always heard it’s just the opposite. But maybe that’s why I can sometimes take it without being anxious. I just can’t find any kind of particular pattern. The anxiety is totally random. Where I had barely noticeable traces of anxiety the last few times I skipped, I have zero traces now. I feel great. Calm, content, and not as tired as I was earlier. I think that if I’m going to choose the play-it-by-ear method and skip when I’m anxious, I should wait until I’ve gone a day or two without a shred of anxiety before resuming this poison. I think that if it is the meds, it needs a certain amount of time to drain from my system, which makes sense with a long-acting drug.

Since the earbuds protected me from the traffic, of course I had to wake up from being too warm instead. It got pretty toasty in here but will be a bit cooler today. It’s probably why I started off tired even though Tom and I went for a quick walk before his shower this morning.

The only other thing I felt today is lightheadedness and my head feels similar to when you have a cold. Still have pressure when I stand up. Tom thinks it’s allergies. Well, Dr. A didn’t seem worried about it when I mentioned it to her.

The tilapia fish I got from Walmart is awesome, though it goes fast and isn’t very filling by itself. Great taste and consistent texture all the way through, unlike some types of fish that have tough, chewy parts that are gross. This stuff melted in my mouth like butter.

No way the pigs can do disposables. OMG, it was SO gross this morning! It looked nasty and it simply isn’t thick enough and doesn’t wick the way the fleece liners do. No problem. Back to fleece they go. So I’m going to fleece the pigs, wash the rats’ shelf daily, and use either bedding or disposables for the rats’ base.

We had to throw the dishwasher at an angle to make room for the oven door when we got the new oven, creating a small gap in which the rats could get through. I thought I had it barricaded well enough but Woody proved me wrong. Eventually, the bastard went home and then I jammed a can in that area. The thing is I can only do it when they’re out running around loose otherwise I can’t open and close the dishwasher door.

So Woody is a troublemaker and Fuzzy acts like he’s on speed. He just won’t go to bed and he is determined to copy my schedule and hang out with me as well as run around. The only problem with letting him run around is that he can’t go home on his own if I want to keep Woody home. Really starting to wish we’d only gotten Fuzzy but there is no way to know upfront how an animal is going to turn out as a pet. I would probably keep the pigs even though they’re quite a bit of work but let’s just say Woody is lucky he’s so damn cute.

I was shocked to learn that Tom’s Indian coworker (I forgot her name) has recently been bumped up to the same dose I’m at because her TSH is only a 4. Let’s hope all hell doesn’t break out for her within the next 2-8 weeks and that she’s not anything like me. I would think that would lower her TSH way too much! Initially, 50 brought me to 16, then 75 brought me to 3. So they jump her 25 mcgs to lower her just 2 points???