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It all started after my doctor realized I had never had any blood work short of a finger stick. I got the big ol' poke in the AC just for the heck of it. It was then that I got the call from my doctor saying my iron was severely low and we needed to find out why. Long story short...I'm a celiac. Yippee freakin' skippy. So I go along with my life. Get pregnant, and realize after Ethan is born that I am depressed, anxious beyond all get out, and I require more sleep than I ever needed before. More blood work. More news. This time my B-12 is dangerously low and my thyroid is way OVER active. I get some B-12 shots, I do a day long thyroid work up. I'm told I have to wait it out. Few months later, I am still super tired. Get more blood work. B-12 is still working against me, and now I have Epsein Barr Virus working on me. I can't win! ...or wake up! So I start taking Cymbalta and sleeping pill and that regulates me to some degree. Then right around now rolls around and I am concerned with my well-being being determined by pills. This is working but it can't be good if I want to make a baby. My body is saying "hellllllllllllllllllll no!" So I go back to the doctor. This was the grand daddy of all blood work. She looked at everything under the sun. I get the results today. My B-12 is suuuuuuuuuuper low. I MUST do monthly shots for a few months before even TRYING to get pregnant. But then...my tryglycerides are elevated (WHAT?) and my bilirubin is high. Something tells me she might think I am a big drinker, and that is quite the opposite, in fact. Unless there is hidden alcohol in my rootbeer that no one ever told me about. How freaking weird is that? She's going to send me for more extensive blood work to check all this out and see what the deal is.
The lesson I learned? Don't get bloodwork. It's never good news. At least it never has been for me.
The lesson I learned? Don't get bloodwork. It's never good news. At least it never has been for me.