As I mentioned in my post on Friday, I am having kind of a rough week.
See, I learned a lot of lessons when I found out I had a tibial stress fracture last June:
I learned that running through pain isn’t a good thing.
I learned that under-fueling has real and lasting risks.
I learned that running every run at race pace in aging sneakers just isn’t safe.
And I learned that amenorrhea is nothing to ignore.
I’ve been doing a lot of work to get myself back on track, body, mind, and spirit, and for a while it seemed like everything was going alright. I’ve been sleeping more and looking into ways to reduce my stress levels. I took an online course on nutrition and eased back into eating a balanced diet that included whole-grain carbs and healthy fats, both of which I’d avoided throughout last winter and spring. I had a few blood tests and even had a bone scan done and everything looked pretty normal.
The problem is, I’m not seeing results. My leg is still a little achy, my hormones haven’t leveled out, and more annoyingly…I am so, so tired, guys. Like, keeping my eyes open all day since I went back to school has been so hard.
There’s almost definitely a medical reason for my newfound fatigue. My doctors played around a bit with my hormone medication levels in June; I had my thyroid removed as a teenager, which can make keeping my body balanced a bit of a chore. My body requires consistent medical supervision and intervention in order to maintain a basic level of functioning.
Nobody likes going to the doctors. It’s hard to get an appointment at a convenient time and a convenient location, firstly, and being poked and prodded and questioned is literally the worst. Especially when it feels like your doctor’s main goal is to convince you that nothing is wrong.
I went through all kinds of tests and exams back in June when everything started happening, and now I’ve got to go through the full repertoire all over again. Four separate doctors, four separate sets of blood work, four separate interrogation-style appointments that leave me feeling like I’m somehow out of line for wanting to feel good again.
I’m going to do my due diligence, though, and make all my appointments, and see all my doctors, and try my darnedest to figure everything out.
I’m also going to take a few more rest days than I’ve been taking. I love the accountability that comes along with writing a fitness blog, and I love hearing from readers who feel inspired by my consistent workout schedule and motivation. But right now my body is telling me to slow it down a bit! I’ll still be hitting the gym 4-5 times a week, but I might not be doubling up on strength and cardio quite as much, and I probably will do some serious Netflixing on my rest days!
Now You Tell Me…
- Any tips for getting what you need out of your medical team?
- Any great rom-coms I need to check out on Netflix?