Thank you for the really great, helpful, and encouraging comments and e-mails regarding my thyroid issues. Many of you brought up a question that I have on my list as well- how the frack does a wonky thyroid get you an increase in height. I honestly don’t know. Don’t know if they are connected or if it is the result of something else or maybe because I am single and don’t get to live in a world where push gifts happen, it’s the Universe’s way of giving me a trinket. No diamonds for me, thank you very much, but I can totally dust that ceiling fan for you.
I do know that the increase in my height was one of the reasons why a massive amount of blood work was ordered. The biggie we were looking for was evidence of excessive growth hormone. I guess I’ll find out on Friday what happened there.
Monday I had plans to haul my ass and family to the zoo. It was a beautiful day, the zoo is reachable by metro, and best of all the place is FREE! But I was smacked upside the head by exhaustion. Total body consumed exhaustion. I don’t know if it is happening more often or if I am just more aware of it, but it honestly feels like I am moving under water. The worst is waking up and still feeling exhausted.
Needless to say the zoo didn’t happen Monday. It didn’t happen yesterday either as Mother had some appointments. One of those appointments being a giant job fair in Virgina. She looked beautiful, armed herself with her beautiful resumes, and braved face through a sea of teenagers about to leap into the job market. She met with as many HR people as she could, scored a really cool bouncy ball for W from a power company, and tried to find a positive side to the day.
That’s the thing about Mom- it’s been over a year of this shit and yet she is able to face each day with abundant hope. Because one day, one day is going to be THE day that turns all of this around. One day someone is going to call her in and find out how amazing and talented and fantastic and awesome and genius she is. And then they will leap to have her on their team. And then we can get back to living life and not flinching around it.
A friend (that is affiliated with the HR world and has a great blog) interviewed Mom as part of a series. And reading Mom’s interview made me laugh and made me cry and it just made me feel so amazed that she is keeping it together as well as she is. (I’d link to it but it’s all real names and stuff. But if you are in the HR world do leave a comment or e-mail.)
While Mother braved the lines and crowds at the job fair W and I went for a walk. I was craving it, it was a beautiful day for it, and so off we went. No ipod, just the periodic sound of W laughing at the crunch of gravel underneath the stroller wheels. The sun heated up my face and sweat beaded up at the nape of my neck and I just kept on walking. I walked until I hurt. Which was pretty stupid, but I honestly didn’t know when or how to stop.
Which brings us to today. Today we are going to the zoo. For real.
Oh love…. Have a blast at the zoo!! I have more to say but no time. I love you and am keeping you in my thoughts!
the way you describe the exhaustion – YES mine was just like
I’m excited.
And your mom rocks. So do you, lady.
But oh do I feel you on the exhaustion…
Job fairs are the worst! I have nightmares about them. We did the zoo with my nephew on Saturday. It was small local zoo, but it was fun. W will love it.
The zoo is one of my favorite places. Have fun!
One of these days will be your mom’s day. I just know it.
I suppose push presents are somewhere in my orbit, but I didn’t get one. I didn’t even ask for one, so I’m not convinced j knows they exist. But it seems sort of odd to ask for a gift for GIVING BIRTH, I mean it’s kind of a gift in itself. And not that I’d turn down diamonds, because, duh. Anyway, not the point of your post I know.
Hello Zoo!! I so so so wish I knew of a company needing a brilliant person such as your momma. She’s amazing from the limited interview I read.
Have a wonderful time at the zoo.
Hi my baby. I have Hashimoto’s too. I used to joke about it and call it “Fuji Film” and crap. It SUCKS!!! and I’m sorry to hear we have something else in common. xo
I love that zoo. Hope it rocked, and can’t wait to see pix.
I wish I could rub your mum’s arm and get a bit of that optimism. It is hard to exist in that limbo where you are waiting for someone to step in and change your situation. It is hard not to throttle people and scream, “give me a fucking job already.”
I am so sad that I missed the zoo. Luckily, it’s always still there so…I will be there for the next jaunt.
I’d like to think of that inch as the weight of the world coming off of your shoulders, and you just claiming who you are, and standing tall.
W. is a little young for the zoo to really sink in. Right now he’s grooving on all the new sounds and colors and smells; it doesn’t coalesce into “Hey look! There’s a rhino! until they’re much older — like three.
It sounds like you have a wonky thyroid. My mom was a doctor and she used to say that thyroid problems account for many of the problems women have with weight loss. In other words, people aren’t far off when they blame their glands for their inability to lose weight.
The height thing is a surprise.I had a step-cousin (don’t ask) who had Marfan’s Syndrome and she started sprouting like a beanstalk. That’s pretty rare, though, and from your pictures it doesn’t look like you have the other traits. Our bodies do some crazy things.