I have so many thoughts going through my head that I’m crazy. But this is a different type of crazy from the usual crazy.

I guess it’s a more controlled crazy. It’s a more realized and manageable one since…. finally… I got my brain tumor and some answers.

I don’t remember if I wrote in my blog but, when I had a couple of brain scans, I hoped that there was a huge benign tumor in my head Something about my situation wasn’t making since…. it didn’t add up…. and yesterday I received that.

My thyroid. I have thyroid problems and have been on the same medication for nearly ten years. The endocrinologist I saw yesterday speculates that my body started to use it as a steroid. Side effects include but are not limited to… bone loss. weight loss…. depression…. sleeplessness…. hyperactivity….

All of these I’ve combated with increasing intensity over the years to some degree.

While I certainly don’t discount the mental health aspect of it, any strives to improve could have been significantly derailed or hindered by the all-natural non-synthetic thyroid medication.

As of today, I’m on the different stuff. And not the generic. The endocrinologist wants to ensure that the stuff I’m taking is from the same producer, has the same formula, and has consistent results.

I picked that up today.

I also went in for blood work…. fourteen vials. were taken. Some big. Some small. These test all manner of thyroid markers, DHEA, and even testosterone. I had to collect my urine for 24 hours and do an additional urine test when I had the blood drawn. I’m not 100% sure what all of that was for but know that one was for calcium absorption.

So,,,, no No idea when/if a spinal operation will happen. But…. FINALLY… I got my brain tumor. I knew something was amiss but didn’t know what. Now I know.

More importantly, mom, Jason, and the little sis knows.

Thank God for insurance and thank God for the little sis fighting to get it back for me.

But… um… while at the ER with mom to see if my back was infected, a nodule was found on my lung. It’s a little smaller than a penny. It could be lung cancer. It may not be. Additional testing is needed in three to four months to see if it gets bigger. If it does, it’s cancer. If not, it’s not.

So… yeah… there’s that.
Dad died to lung cancer. His sister… my aunt… died to breast cancer. I had uterine cancer. I’m trying to be hopeful but it’s hard. It is what it is… absolutely… and at least this is caught before (I think) it could be considered stage two like my cancer and certainly way before stage five like dad’s.

It’s also kind of funny or an act of God that it was found while the doctors were completing a CT scan for a back/spine infection…. which I didn’t have…. Infection, I mean. I have a spine and a rather ridged one. Except for the curve.

A bit crazy but oh so much to be thankful for.

Family… Jason…. and some sort of clue to what’s really going on or, at least, a significant factor with the thyroid.

I honestly do want to get better.
This could ** finally ** be the right way.

Let’s see… in other news…
Stacy, the dumb s*hit from last term, is still fighting her F. I’m copied on the emails, but my boss’s boss is handling the situation. A couple of days ago, she actually did turn in an assignment that would raise her F to a D.

I don’t care but she did actually do something.

Dion, the student who had a (Covid caused?) miscarriage turned in a final and quiz. It raised her grade from 57% to 61%. I don’t know if that’s enough to push her to passing. I hope so. There should be a little justice in the world. But I did my part and filled out the paper work.

I may never know but I hope she passes.

Jason goes in for the second part of the Certified Internal Accounting exam on Friday. So PROUD. I think it might be a little more tough than he thinks but I’m absolutely certain that he’ll do great and pass. Then, it’s just the third step that’s left.

Classes resume next week. I have two 202 classes and, after that, I’ll be down to a single or no class so I can keep the insurance. Although it’ll greatly curtail my income, I’m looking forward to it. I’m trying to keep a positive outlook.

I’ve asked for a new nutritionist from the Charis Center. Preferably, one who won’t tell me I’m going to die a lot.

I’m in almost daily contact with Reece. I’m very fortunate. She’s a beautiful person and even sent me a beautiful gift box with an original picture, bracelet, and broach. I’m deeply impressed and flattered that she thought enough to do that.

Becka has even popped up a little. She is advocating the Carnivore Diet. While I have my questions, of course, it’s something that’s closer to my wheelhouse than the pink meal plan and processed carbs. Outside of not eating egg yolks and fatty meats, I’m practically there already. I’d just have to cut down on the carbs… which I don’t get a lot of anyway… and the veggies… which I consume in great quantities. But I might. It’s just taking me a while to wrap my head around fat meats and some of the claims that it makes.

But, since this is recommended by Becka, it is definitely worth serious consideration and potential trying out.

Maybe I should be hopeful….. at least a smidge….

But, regardless, I’m fortunate and thankful for the support.

Praise be.