I finally got off the couch and went back to work.
And soon discovered that I have the best job in the world.
I came back to notes, presents and a special gift from an unlikely substitute teacher.
It was a great day back and I was just as excited to see the kiddos as they were to see me.
I had a routine checkup with my rheumatologist yesterday. I was pretty excited, because although my hand/wrist is still flaring, I was hopeful my bloodwork results would be better than before. After all, I’ve been eating a more balanced diet for a whole month now. They were pretty impressive before, and my hemoglobin (which is sometimes low and I sometimes need IV iron) has begun to rise on its own since last year.
She took one look at me, shook her head, pointed her finger and said I looked pale and would probably get a call in the morning that my bloodwork results are bad.
The next morning I got that call. Luckily, everything is decent except for my hemoglobin, which is 9.1- whereas it was over 11 just eight months ago.
I’m hoping it’s wrong, or maybe low because I’m still recovering from the flu. I have an appointment with my hematologist in about 10 days and will have it rechecked.
I’m hoping for a rebound and no IV infusions needed. If not, and I need iron, then fine. I’m sure I’ll be more energetic if that’s the case.
I’m just sort of disappointed in the whole thing. But it’s just like drinking alcohol, when I thought my health should be SO much better after abstaining for 30 days. In reality, it’s taken my body years to heal from the abuse, and it’s still healing. I imagine my diet/gut health is the same, and will take time. In the grand scheme of things, 30 days is nothing.
One more thing, because the universe always knows what we need.
Be well everyone ❤