It's a miracle: I CAN HEAR AGAIN.
My new GP is cool (haven't had a regular doctor since... my pediatrician? HA) Really young (33) and he even has braces, but I really like that he didn't talk to me like I was stupid. Cut to the chase, talked like normal people, made me really comfortable, which is great because I was super nervous when he asked to look in my throat yesterday. It wasn't until I was sitting on the crinkly paper table that I realized "Crap, I purged a little last night." Thankfully that was the first mess up in a few days so my throat has had some time to recover since the most recent spree.
At any rate, prepare for a gross-ish story about my ears.
I was always a waxy kid. My mom would put those dissolve drops in my ears, suction them, the whole nine. My whole life I've been paranoid about my ears. I think adulthood made me more self-conscious, especially with all my piercings (two lobe, 1 gauged lobe, 1 tragus, per ear) and when my hair was spikey. Once we were sitting on the couch and my bf was grossed out by my ear. Cleaned it, came back, still thought it was gross. He kept making gross exclamations and offering to clean it till finally he found me crying in the shower because clearly I was dirty. He felt bad. I don't blame him.
At any rate, so I was deaf for about five days. After a quick look, Doctor asks the tech to flush my ears. Lucky for me, she was fun, funny and talkative -- cause it was uncomfortable, sitting there wrapped in a plastic-backed disposable cloth, holding a special cup under my ear while she jammed a plastic syringe of solution in it and forced said solution into my ear. It's a strange sensation, like the wash's spin cycle and a car wash are all taking place in your ear at once. Then, suddenly, I could feel something move and I COULD HEAR.
Ugh it gets worse -- then she SHOWED me what came out. Two, count them, two hunks of wax, yellowy brown to black, about the size of pencil erasers, that CAME OUT OF MY EAR. SO GROSS. She flushed my other ear to be safe.
I'm glad I can hear, but damn, that's gross.
Also: the doctor gave me a new lab form to get my bloodwork done. I asked to be tested for anemia, but after discussing my "history" (bipolar disorder etc, are you currently manic, etc) he wants me to test my thyroid too. Fine. Last checked when I was 19 but I'm willing to do anything, almost, at this point to figure out why no amount of sleep is restful, why I keep bonking in workouts, why my circulation blows, why I've had odd numbness, etc.
Here's what I tried to do today (I've made myself a checklist for the week and have been revising each day...)
EVERY DAY
in addition to the listed below, I will strive to do the following each day
[x] [ ] drink a minimum of 2L of water per day
[ ] drink at least one cup of detox or fasting tea each day
[ ] stretch for 15 minutes prior to bed
[ ] wash my face/use toner/etc (been bad about this)
[x] pack gym bag/purse/lunch bag with everything needed prior to bed
[ ] get a minimum of 6 solid hours of sleep (this will be very tough)
TUES - revised
AM
[x] unsweetened almond milk, instant coffee, palm sugar (55cals)
[x] finish inseams/size EQs
[x] hang remaining samples on rolling racks
[x] 30 20 min elliptical (-303)
[ ] [ ] weights: quads, 2 sets
[ ] [ ] weights: hamstrings, 2 sets wouldn't have been smart; my knee could barely hold through squats
[x] [x] laying abductions, 2 sets
[x] [x] single-legged squats, 2 sets
[x] [x] lower back raises, 2 sets
[x] [x] [x] glutes (kick back, kick out, kick up,) 1 set
[x] abs
[x] stretch, 10 min. minimum
[x] smoothie (acai -110, soyogurt-150, blueberries-80, = 340 to get me through till a late lunch, I hope)
MID-DAY
[ ] minimum 15 minute walk
[x] abs, round 2
[x] Tofurky slices, mixed veggies, banana or apple if needed black beans from the team's favorite haunt, had Tofurky slices (100) as a snack earlier
PM - after work on
[ ] run errands if there is time (pots for transplanting seedlings, potting soil, trellis)
[ ] small snack if needed (apple)
[x] [x] [x] glutes (kick back, kick out, kick up,) 1 set
[ ] abs, round 3
[ ] reasonable dinner
[ ] stretch, additional 10 min on top of 15 before bed
The mirror and the scale are being civil and honest, and of course, weighing in at the doctor's dressed yesterday was somewhat stressful for me... but hey, whatever motivates, right?
On a side note, I'm really glad Dr. Doctor is really nice and approachable - I really wanted to ask about nutritionists, etc but I'm just not ready. Maybe next time? But in the same vein, I feel like if I had to ask him to help me get help, I could. That's reassuring, in a strange sort of way.
Leave for SD Friday. Oh dear.