If you don't want to hear about my weird blood, stop here.
Got a look at my medical records today. I was looking for something specific. I didn't find the specific tests I was looking for, but I did see that my ANA factor goes on and off like a broken lighthouse (currently off.) So I'm more like Mum than I thought, except I actually bothered to test positive in the last 20 years. Once. In about a thousand tests.
The only thing that said anything on the matter of my blood being weird was a notation that it was a little thick and I should take a baby aspirin (I vaguely remember this.) I have been told fifteen billion times at least that blood does NOT thicken in cold weather and thin out in warmer, but I dare any doctor who reads this to figure me out. A month after I arrive in warm weather or the weather gets warm around me, almost to the day, and if it coincides with my menses, down I go. I get sick. It happened twice in high school, and in England in 2008. If it doesn't land smack on my menses, I usually feel mildly sick. The spring one (going cold to warm) is always worse than the fall one (going warm to cold.) The spring one at its mildest can nauseate me for a couple of days, but I've always pushed through the fall one without slowing down.
Then there's the blood sugar. Warm or cold weather (more in warm) I constantly worry about my blood sugar. Had an incident with it today where I started shaking because I hadn't eaten when my transport said I should. I don't usually let it go beyond the hands shaking and cold hands-the one time I accidentally let it get bad, I was seeing lights on the edges of my vision and I felt like crap for hours even after I got fuel in my system. Not worth it, not ever. I always carry granola bars in my purse for emergency situations where I'm not going to get to eat for at least two hours. Mum has blood sugar issues, too, but hers are far better than mine. We think (no proof to this theory) that since my blood is weird in the first place, it doesn't transport the blood sugar as well. I watch it like a hawk.
I wish the answers had been there, but I know better than most that you're unlikely to figure out what the hell is going on from a bunch of tests, especially since my mother has had issues for decades and still really doesn't have anything but treatment for symptoms. I always hope that there's a doctor out there who'll look at me one day and say, Why, dear, you have this, but that's about as likely to happen as me winning a huge pile of cash, so I guess I just chug on.
Interview tomorrow!
Ta,
Bec
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