Instead of sending me the set of metallic nail polishes, I received the set of neon nail polishes. They mislabeled the box. This is still a lovely set and I planned to get it eventually but I would still like the metallics. I’ll get them sometime soon. Plus, more stickers since I still use those as well.

I’m going to get these cheap little 10-inch long skinny white baskets like the ones I got for my essential oils and hang them on the wall of the bathroom closet. There’s space between the shelves and the door. I thought they would be great to put my nail polishes in. It’s a cheaper alternative to getting a spice rack or something like that.

This time, instead of using someone else or a dream to wake me up, whatever’s cursing my sleep used me. First I had to get up and pee and then my nose was stuffy. Gotta try to remember to sleep with an old strip on. So for the third day in a row, I’m tired but not as tired as yesterday. Yesterday I was so damn tired I didn’t even have the energy to work out.

I also had about 4 hours of anxiety in my chest but no other symptoms. I’m fine today but part of that may be that Galileo is back to being their usual supportive and understanding selves. That nurse I spoke to (I usually talk to a doctor) seemed pretty pushy and insistent on me taking 88s every day. I’m still going to try my best, give it more time, and hope it works out. But when I asked for a refill on 88s they were kind enough to make sure I had 75s to fall back on in case I became symptomatic and had to throw one in every other week.

Again, I hope all 88s work out but A, I don’t think my thyroid has died off anymore and B, I don’t know that I’m back to my max absorption rate.

As Tom and I agreed we may never know why my TSH rose like it did but even though two doctors said they didn’t think it had anything to do with the gallbladder removal, my gut feeling says it did. I think it just took my body time to adjust to life without it. Hopefully it won’t happen again! I’m going back to the lab in 6 weeks.

Tom and I also agreed on a couple of other things. One is that our research shows that Synthroid is not likely to be beneficial for me in any way although we could afford it, and two is that I’m not going back to this endo. Just the way she said ultrasounds can’t see adrenal tumors instead of, “Oh, I never heard of ultrasounds being able to see that,” or something like that.

But they can see and they did see and I trust that Galileo saw what they saw on my ultrasound.

As for Hetlioz, I’m still kind of torn. There’s the part of me that would definitely prefer to be on days because it would make my life easier. I would rather not be taking it because I tried it and found it didn’t work or had debilitating side effects rather than because people I don’t know decided I shouldn’t take it. But I was mistaken in saying they denied this as well. The insurance company denied the Ramelteon which I don’t want to take anyway because of reports of suicidal thoughts. What we need to do is find out if Hetlioz is affordable. If it is, then it may be worth trying.

I still believe that some things are meant to be and not meant to be and there’s just no getting around that. If I’m not meant to be on a day schedule whether it’s by design or random chance, then nothing I do is going to change that. I learned my lesson years ago as far as struggling for things that aren’t meant to be. All that did was get nowhere or make things worse. But if it’s affordable, I might be tempted to try it. My guess is that if I had a problem with it it would likely be heavy next-day grogginess as opposed to mood issues but maybe I’ll be able to get it and it will be my miracle cure even though that sounds too good to be true. I just don’t get that lucky in life, LOL.