And the Changes Keep Piling Up
I have had a problem with the way you’re supposed to take Synthroid in the 14 months since it was first prescribed. You’re supposed to take it 30-60 minutes before eating (or two hours after), but I had been staying with the 60 minutes before because I’d read something last year that made me believe it was better to wait the full hour. Not a good thing when you have no energy, and basically no metabolism.
So I tried taking it at bedtime. After ten days I felt so much worse that I stopped doing that. And then I read where many women set an alarm and take it in the middle of their sleep cycle. Why not? That’s what I’ve been doing for two or three months now. Along with everything else I’ve been doing since February.
Twice recently, I forgot to set the alarm, resulting in the need to take the Synthroid when I woke up on my own. Thursday was the second time, and I realized again that I felt a bit better.
And it finally hit me…waking up a couple hours after falling asleep wasn’t working for me. And it may be why the supplements, enzymes, coconut oil and other things aren’t working as well as they had been. No, I don’t feel as bad as I did last year, but I don’t feel as good as I did a few months ago either.
So as of tonight, (Friday) I’m ignoring the alarm. I’ll try to have my coconut oil and a little something more about 45 minutes after I take the Synthroid…and see how that goes.
This is all very frustrating. Given that everything I’m doing is supposed to work, I should be bouncing off the darned walls.
So many of the thoughts in this song perfectly describe the struggle with hypothyroidism…and all it’s ugliness. I love that it talks about not backing down and standing your ground. It’s not always fun, but I will hold onto every little bit of ground I take back. Sometimes it’s a major battle, but I’m not giving up. If I do, I’ll never feel good again.
Stubbornness sure comes in handy sometimes. 🙂
***I should have added that two days out of three (once by accident, once on purpose) of taking the Synthroid when I woke up seems to have made a bit of a difference. I’ve gotten more housework done at one time than I’ve managed to do in a while. And I actually took the time to make a good supper tonight.
My energy is zapped right now, which isn’t cool since it’s still light outside (and Idon’tlive in Alaska). I’m hoping to see some of it come back as there are still a few things I’d like to finish up. If I can’t, I’m not going to complain. Hopefully I’ll continue to feel better each day I don’t set my alarm.
At least now I think I’m at a place where anymore changes are going to come one at a time. It’s too hard to figure out what is and isn’t helping when I tackle too many things at once.