That one day.

Once upon a time we had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

Gwen fell down and broke her crown.

 

And then Mommy found out she (me) had some whacked out blood work.

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Gwen really fell down.  Had a concussion.  Was unresponsive when the paramedics showed up.  Rode in an ambulance to the hospital.  The CT Scan showed a possible crack.  The Dr didn't know if it was the way her plates were growing, or a crack.  Said we could do more tests.  I said no thank you.  And we were sent home.  (of course once we knew everything was okay).  I was told no bonking her head for six weeks.  Let me tell you.  The hardest thing to do with a one year old who has only been walking for two months.  She was acting like herself when we got home.  Just needed a nap and she was good to go.  The next few days she was pretty attached to her binki.  Who wouldn't be?  She is one tough cookie, that girl.

On to me.  Yuck.  I hate talking about me.  Sometimes.  Joking.  I really don't like talking about myself.  Especially when I have such beautiful children to talk about.  I have been absent from my blog.  I have been tired.  So tired.  Then other weird symptoms started showing up.

Excuse the non flattering-y-ness of these pictures.  Out-takes if you will.  They show one of my odd symptoms.  Kind of.  I should take a real picture someday.  Maybe.

Notice my hair.  It's wavy.  I have had bone straight hair my entire life people.  Bone straight.  One day I woke up and I had a curl.  I thought it was from sleeping on it funny.  Then each day more and more got curly.  Well wavy.  But it is straight up curly compared to what I am used to.  My hair has always been straight.  As in I had perms and the next day the would fall out.  I could curl my hair and use an entire can of hair spray and 10  minutes later straight.  Thank you hormones.  For letting me enjoy a short period of bombshell beach waves.

Other symptoms - I have had problems with my weight.  My skin looks like I am 14.  Extreme fatigue.  Out of control mood swings.  Jittery.  Sweating (sick).  And then these bruises started showing up.  Little bruises up and down my arms and legs.  The first time I saw them I had 22 on one arm.  Freaked me out.  And that's putting it mildly.

Okay get to the point Brooke.  I got my blood work back a few weeks ago.  It was all over the place.  My white blood counts are way too low.  My other blood count "stuff" is extremely high and low.  All over the place.  I have to see a hematologist.  Blood clotting disorder.  Next my hormone levels were all over the place.  I have a hyper thyroid.  I laughed when my doctor told me.  I said hyper is the skinny people disease.  Why am I fat and can't loose weight.  And wouldn't you know.  A few people have the same weight problem as me.  Not fair I tell you.  If I have the skinny people disease at least I want to be skinny.  {cue - End of rant}. I will be seeing an endocrinologist for my thyroid.  The Dr.  Threw out words for my blood disorder like lupus.  And for my thyroid graves disease.  The specialists will have better answers.  If I can ever get in.  I won't start the how hard it is to be seen by specialists (their wait lists months out) rant.  Not today anyway.

There you have the biggest reasons why I have been slacking.  I am tired.  And I am chasing around a baby to make sure she does no more bonking.  Which adds to being tired.  Vicious circle I tell you.

The other reasons are.  Swimming.  Park playing.  Friend and Family playing.  Lots and lots of it.   One of these days I should bust out my camera and show you how well my brand new fishies are swimming.  And belly flopping.  It's awesome.