Being Jeanne...

I have to get up early tomorrow for a blood work for my endocrinologist appointment next week. I have a feeling that my TSH is way off and frankly I'm getting tired of feeling like crap.  The only thing I enjoy right now is sitting and watching TV with Jerry. He's had a rough month at work but the other day I turned on Star Trek, The Original Series and we just talked and quizzed each other through the episode, praying of course so we didn't miss anything.  So. Fun!

Four years since my nephrectomy to remove my left kidney. I wish I could say my head is better since removing the cancer but I don't feel it is. Weight issues, thyroid issues, having you walk with a walking stick to keep balance...WTF.  I was so happy when I was losing all the weight, but it wasn't me. It was the cancer. How do I wrap my head around that? 

  I've purchased a walking stick for myself.  I'm loving it in comparison to my Hurrycane.  It gives me the stability I am needing.  I also like that I can rest my hand on the top versus gripping a can handle.   If I get really wild I can extend it and use it as a trekking pole.  So many options. I'm finding that I can walk longer with it as well.  Which is a good thing.  With the cane, my back would get tired but with the walking stick, it isn't happening. Which is a good thing.  

This thing has been my companion for the weekend. I have been feeling very unsteady for awhile and decided it was time to break out the Hurrycane. I hate it and love it at the same time. It definitely gives me some stability while walking though.  I don't know what's going on. If it's a vitamin deficiency, or my Hashimotos flaring? I go for an appointment in June for my 6 month check up.  It seems like ever since my nephrectomy my health is not where it should be. It will be 4 years on May 31st...*sigh* I just want to feel better. 

       Four-day weekend.  Just what I needed.  Work is tough this year.  I'm the only staff interpreter on the campus; we have a revolving door of agency interpreters covering the other two classes.  One of the teachers did give me a great compliment last week, saying that I was a great interpreter and that they loved the fact that I connected to the school on a team basis. But, of course, I do...that's what my job is.  I'm an educational interpreter, so being part of the education team is key.  I get why they said that, though.  The agency interpreters don't have the loyalty that a staff interpreter would.       I am a lapsed Catholic. However, I now see myself as a spiritual being. So why am I mentioning this? Because of Easter?  Yes.  I do believe in the story of Jesus.  But I don't discount other religious figures.  I mean, who am I to judge.  So Easter is a time of renewal, a time of miracles, a time to simply be the best person I can be in the world.  I know I