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Just when my keep busy campaign was working well and I hadn’t had a single negative or worrying thought about my upcoming hospital test, life decided to throw a curve ball at us.
Anita’s health has settled down a lot over the last year. The medications were all doing their job, and although she would love a little more energy, there were no worrying elements. That has been my department since last summer.
The latest round of routine blood tests revealed that Anita had developed diabetes, either 1 or 2, and the jury is still out on which, also a worrying rise in her thyroid problem. Two new medications were prescribed.
We were suitably impressed by the efficiency and speed in all of this but utterly unaware of what was to come.
Two days later, Anita’s health started to deteriorate. She felt ill and looked terrible. It had to be the new meds, but which one?
She decided to stop taking the one for diabetes. An easy choice, as this was a huge tablet. Another two days later, Anita felt worse and could barely move, so presumably, we had chosen the wrong med to stop. At that point, my sister wanted to put all her meds in the bin, and I couldn’t blame her.
Yesterday, she didn’t take the levothyroxine, and by the end of the day, she felt better, almost back to her usual crazy, happy self.
We will test the other med before presenting the facts to our doctor.
So, just when I needed to stop thinking about all things medical, I wished my symptoms would vanish overnight, as this was not a good time for me to be out of action…
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