Ugh, the bitch’s obnoxious boyfriend just roared out of here for the night after sitting there running and gunning the fucking motorcycle for a few minutes. I keep hoping someone will complain or they’ll break up, but people that age don’t usually break up. The bastard is here nearly every day that I’m surprised he doesn’t just move in.

And now for my shocking, wonderful, and somewhat concerning news. My TSH is 8.97! It shocked the shit out of me when I saw that. I really thought I was looking at the wrong results from a different date and had to go out and then back into where I was checking to make sure it was correct. Just then I got a message from a Galileo nurse confirming I really was an 8. My T4 is 1.3. I had no idea my TSH could drop that fast in just 3 weeks. That’s 8 points! This explains the increase in energy I’ve had lately.

So I’m surprised and I’m pleased but a little worried as it’s only been a couple of weeks since I stepped up to all 88s and it hasn’t fully accumulated in my body. I worry my TSH is going to end up being pushed too low. Like below 6 which seems to be my threshold. I told the doctors I thought maybe I should go back to taking 75 twice a week or at least once a week but they insisted I stick with all 88s and will check in with me in a week and revisit the idea of dose changes then if necessary. I agreed but I still don’t think I can handle this dose. It’s just a question of how many weeks it will take before the side effects get me. It’s going to take another 4 to 6 weeks for this dose to fully accumulate in my system.

Regardless, I’m glad my body finally got the hang of how to absorb the stuff without a gallbladder! I still think it had to do with that more than inconsistent dosing because again, that would be a hell of an inconsistency! I’ve never had that problem before where I increased my dose, however slight it may have been, just to have my TSH keep rising. For now, I’m just hoping to hell that no matter where the numbers end up, I don’t end up feeling like I’m on fire with an HR through the roof and my ass constantly on the toilet. I’m definitely waiting only a half hour instead of an hour before coffee! The endo said that would be fine, anyway. I’m glad I still have 75s left over in case I’m right and trouble inevitably erupts.

I messaged my endo through the portal which will take a few days to get a reply from, of course, and let her know I decided to pass on the Synthroid, the pharmacy she recommended doesn’t allow insurance, and that my TSH came down.

Galileo thinks I should still keep my appointment with her but said that if I didn’t feel comfortable with her, they could recommend someone else. I’m not sure that anyone else would necessarily be better so I’ll stick with this one for now. It will be interesting to see if she still insists on taking the Synthroid.

Got some flavored K-Cups today and next I’m waiting on a set of a dozen neon-colored metallic nail polishes. It’s the same set I had in California. Great colors, great quality.

We also got a new paper cutter which I wish we had every time I go to frame a diamond painting, among other things. This one should be easier to store and use because it’s not as big.

The only bad news I have today is that the fucking garbage truck woke me up. Yeah, they came in with the one that’s jet engine loud. Every time they do, I fear it’s going to become the norm. I do NOT want to go back to being woken up on trash days just like old times, and here it’s twice a week rather than once a week. So, because of it, I’m kind of tired tonight and not quite up to doing all I had planned to do. I wanted to do some more painting but I just don’t have the energy and I don’t think I’m going to get many miles on the road either. I’m between Saltillo and Monterey, Mexico right now. 2667 miles to go! I reckon the next challenge will be out soon so I’ll take a break from my trip to do that when it comes out. My rank is now in the 140s.