Once upon a time there was a foolish librarian who was afraid of blood tests.
You see, many years ago, when the librarian was expecting her first child, she had blood tests and got news that she might have a serious medical problem. The problem never showed up, and she and the baby were fine. The problem didn't show up during her second pregnancy either. But after that, the librarian was afraid of such tests, and avoided them at all costs.
But the librarian had a very wise physician, who knew that she should get such tests. The librarian was stubborn, but he was even more so, and he made her keep coming in every 6 months to get the new prescriptions for her asthma medicine and telling her to get the tests. Still she resisted.
Finally, she screwed up her courage and had the tests. She spent a hellish 4 days waiting to go to the appointment and hear the results. She spent an even more hellish extra hour waiting in an exam room because the doctor was behind on his schedule.
And then it was time to look at the tests.
Most things were fine. Oh, her cholesterol was too high--she'd expected that--and she especially needed to try to get her triglyceride level down.
Don't tell her mother about that, please. She doesn't intend to if she doesn't have to. The librarian may be foolish, but she's not THAT foolish...
There WAS one thing though. Her thyroid levels. The doctor said they were off. Wayyy off.
That's why she got so tired. That's why she was so sensitive to cold. That's why her skin was so dry--and it might explain those hives she kept having. AND that might be why she's had such a hard time losing weight!
So the foolish librarian thanked her doctor and went to get her prescription for thyroid hormone replacement medication. And she promised to come back for blood tests to check and see how the medication is working.
Now she is taking her medication and hoping that soon she will be able to do 2 hours of story times without feeling that she has to take an afternoon nap. She might feel up to running amok with her kids on the weekend. She might even come home from work and not want to go to bed right after she gets her kids down from the night.
Best of all, she's stopped worrying about the unknown quite so much.
The moral of the story?
GO TO THE DOCTOR!
Don't neglect your health. Especially if you're a mom. Remember, you've got those kids to take care of. And it's a hard enough job even when you ARE feeling healthy.
That's all the story we have time for today, children.
Goodbye and until next time-- abei gezunt.
Stay Healthy.................................................