So, today I bought the Cadillac of pill keepers. It’s both hilarious and also depressing how much I needed to upgrade.

In a year’s time, I’ve gone from a relatively healthy person to someone that needs a shower chair, a monstrously big pill keeper, and an app to remind me to do almost everything. As much as I am striving to adapt to the new me and maintain a personality outside of my illness, it’s been a struggle.

I am a sad sack today. That is all.

Tomorrow I have to go to physio because apparently I tore a tendon a tiny bit in my shoulder just existing. I can’t pinpoint the time it happened, so it’ll be interesting to see if it truly helps the pain.

I am bracing myself for an epic flare.

Next week I finally see a cardiologist about my tachycardia and my endocrinologist about my hypothroidism.

Oh that’s another fun note. I am actually subclinically HYPERthyroid now according to my bloodwork. I honestly just laughed when I got the results. Like, what next?

I am kind of punchy today because sleep has been weird, but at least I know why. Apparently hyperthyroidism can cause that along with fibromyalgia, histamine intolerance and all the other random shit I suspect I have.

I broke down and saw a naturopath. I partially worry that I might be grasping at straws, but who knows. My insurance pays for it and it can’t hurt.

I don’t think anyone is looking at all of my symptoms at once. My rheumatologist just keeps saying I don’t know if it’s the fibromyalgia or your thyroid or..

It’s like, me either, dawg. Me either.