I just got back from walking several laps around the track. You ought to be proud of me, considering how much I hate to exercise and I even went earlier than all of my friends so I did it alone (although Joel did join me for a mile or so). But the arch of my foot is killing me. It's been like this ever since a month ago when I wore flip flops to go pick Bria up from school. In the morning it is horribly painful, then I can usually walk it off, but I am guessing walking 3 miles on the track flares it up a bit.
I've done some internet research and I think I have plantar fasciitis.
We went bowling last night to celebrate our anniversary (8 years and going strong...yay us!) and I chose a ball that was probably a tad heavy for me. Especially factoring the strange problems I've been having lately with my right wrist. I haven't been online nearly as much as I usually am (probably a good thing) because it hurts to use the mouse. It even hurts to hold Sophie or my big camera. Today while teaching lessons I felt like I couldn't even move my fingers very well to play the piano...like there was no strength in them. It still feels super weak.
I've done some internet research and I think I have carpal tunnel syndrome.
Ever since I had Sophia, I've had some issues with exhaustion. And more than just new baby exhaustion. And my hair falling out. And I couldn't lose the weight. I just knew (because I did internet research) that I had a thyroid issue. But my blood tests kept coming back normal. So I went to a different doctor who tests more thoroughly and she confirmed that I indeed have some thyroid issues. Not only that, but I also have PCOS. Which didn't surprise me one bit, because I had done a lot of internet research and was convinced I was insulin resistant, which is one of the main symptoms of this PCOS.
Today when I came home from teaching my lessons in St. George I walked into the biggest whine fest you ever heard. Within one minute my nerves were standing on end and I wanted to scream. I also had the overpowering urge to eat chocolate (probably not the best thing to do, given my other issues).
I've done some internet research and I think (no, I know) that I have PMS.