The Sleepy Day

Every so often I have a day where I just feel yucky and out of sorts. Today was one of those days. I woke up with a headache and "flashy" eyes. It felt like a caffeine headache but I knew it really wasn't. I pushed through the morning and took my opportunity to occupy the couch once my friend Rocky had been given her lunch. Hannah set her up with a movie and she curled up by my feet while I curled up with my pillow and a heating pad. In my sleepy state I heard my mother's sister arrive and half slept/half listened to their funny conversation.

This morning my cousin sent me an email. She once again expressed concern for my thyroid and the possibility that it is the thing causing me grief. I did a little research. I found this article especially interesting because of the list that goes along with it. The first five are a given, but puffy face? Intolerance to cold, especially in extremities such as fingers and toes? Isn't my skin dry and itchy just because I don't drink enough?

Well, I've known for a long time that gluten is not my friend and it is one of the "bad guys" on the list of thyroid offenders. I'm already almost two weeks into an almost gluten free diet (I say "almost" because I have consumed some tea and a soda that perhaps contained caramel coloring...) and this gives me incentive to keep up with the diet change (again). Not really sure I want to give up my morning coffee, but perhaps I could cut back on my intake just a little.

On another note, I have my van back. It turned out to be a beautiful day, a nice day to go out and "do" something, but I know I would have ended up on the couch anyway. Without my van, I didn't even have to consider if we should go on a field trip. It simply wasn't possible. Maybe tomorrow.