You’re eating chia???

I’ve had a couple of people ask about the chia.  Yes, like the chia pet chia.   Ch-ch-ch-chia!

It’s delicious!

I’m adding in chia seeds to my diet for a few reasons.  First of all, it’s super high in Omega-3 and fiber.  Two things that I don’t get enough of because I don’t eat grains for the most part.

I did some research and chia actually comes from a plant in the mint family.  I had no idea!

In addition to the omega and fiber benefits, chia seeds are high in manganese and phosphorus, which are super important for your bones.  Because I don’t eat dairy, I need this.

I found this nutritional information:

A 1 ounce (28 grams) serving of chia seeds contains…

  • Fiber: 11 grams.
  • Protein: 4 grams.
  • Fat: 9 grams (5 of which are Omega-3s).
  • Calcium: 18% of the RDA.
  • Manganese: 30% of the RDA.
  • Magnesium: 30% of the RDA.
  • Phosphorus: 27% of the RDA.
  • They also contain a decent amount of Zinc, Vitamin B3 (Niacin), Potassium, Vitamin B1 (Thiamine) and Vitamin B2.

The other good thing is that they are great for people with insulin issues because they are slow-digesting fiber.  That is good for maintaining even blood sugar.  

I prepare mine with almond milk, some vanilla extract, and a tablespoon of maple syrup.  I place them in a jar and then soak them overnight.  They get sort of this gelatin film over them and expand, so it turns into a pudding.  I usually stir it in the morning first thing and keep in the fridge for a lunchtime “dessert”.  On top goes a small handful of blueberries.

I’ve heard some people say they don’t like the slimy or jello texture that they get when wet, but I don’t mind it at all.

My photo attempts to capture this dish weren’t the prettiest, but that is life, right?  Sometimes tasty food isn’t the most photogenic.


In a “health crisis”

Hi again!

I know many of you were wondering what the update is on my latest post.  I am happy to report that I saw my doctor in an “emergency” appointment last Friday to discuss my issues. I was really happy that he wanted to see me ASAP.

So when I saw him on Friday, I apologized profusely (of course I do this but there’s no reason for it) because I felt terrible about flipping out and sending my several-paragraphed 8 point font letter to him.

It turns out that I was RIGHT.  There was something wrong.  And he was so kind about it and reassured me that I wasn’t losing my mind.

Long story short, my TSH went up almost a full point and my iodine (which was never a problem before) had gone WAY down. Iodine is part of what makes up the thyroid hormones, which I didn’t know.  

My doctor also checked for my Hashimoto antibodies for the autoimmune, but he said that three weeks had passed since I started feeling bad so it wasn’t really a good marker of whether or not I was in an active flareup.

Regardless, he said, you are in a health crisis.  Your body is struggling to maintain normalcy and it’s losing. 

Wow.  To have it put like that, no wonder I feel like crap.  It is like a crisis.  

He upped the pig again, so now I’m taking a full grain in the morning and 3/4 of a grain after lunch.  I’m also now taking a kelp supplement, but it’s very specific dosing because you can overdose iodine and cause HYPERthyroid problems.  It’s a delicate balance.

Suffice it to say that I’ve been doing my fair share of moping over the past few days.  I’m frustrated because I feel like I’m back to square one in many respects.  I weighed in at 164.4 this morning, which is the highest I’ve ever weighed in my adult life.  My body is so inflamed, it’s bloated and I look a hot mess.  My August 2013 body has got nothing on this new, sick, crazy body.

So, here we go again, people.  This is the reality of autoimmune disease and hypothyroidism.  It’s a roller coaster ride of recovery and relapse.

Part of the issue is also exercise.  My doctor thinks I am overdoing the exercise, which is causing my autoimmune to flare.  Stress on the body causes this, and unfortunately, the body doesn’t know how to differentiate between bad stress (like bad life issues or sickness) to good stress (like exercising more than one day in a row or for more than 15 minutes).

The challenge is that I need to ride the line between stressing my body for it to get better and stressing my body in the process so it says, no thank you, I think I will shut down now and send you into a tailspin.  

I’ve done a lot of reading and it’s discouraging to find that some people can’t even do more than 10 minutes at a time for just 2 days a week.

So, I have some decisions to make.  First of all, what to do with the exercise.  Then, how to manage the stress of exercise on my body in a positive way.

I’ve decided that for me, I just need to push through it.  But, this time, I’m going to try some counter-intuitive things.

First of all, I am going to change my diet to include more high-glycemic foods.  While this goes against my insulin issues that come with my crazy body, I think that I need to push some higher-nutrient foods like bananas.  I’ve been avoiding these for some time, but adding them in may help more than hurt. I am also going to remove some things that I hate to, like grass-fed butter, because that may even been hurting my no-dairy plan.  I had this in my diet for specific reasons, but it may be more inflammatory than good for me and I have to try that out.  

I have to look at this from a certain level of curiosity or I will lose my mind.  So that’s the plan.  Keep an open mind, try, push myself, and be kind to myself as I recover.  Doc said it would take some time to come out of the flare, so I’m trying to be patient.

Today, I completely changed my meals:

Breakfast: kale and banana smoothie with almond milk and lemon

Lunch: chili, almond milk chia seed pudding and blueberries (soaked overnight)

Snack: two hardboiled eggs with sea salt (no butter)

Dinner: Carrots, peppers, and hummus


I’m going to drag myself to Bikram yoga tonight because I feel like I just need to suck it up and do it.  I have to admit that I’m a little paranoid to go since I’m still recovering but my body hurts so much that I think the heat would help.  I may have mentioned this before, but it almost feels like I have the body aches from the flu, but no flu.

Will update on how it goes!

The highs and the lows of Hashimoto disease and hypothyroidism

It’s been two weeks since I’ve posted last and I am sad to report that things have not been going well.

I believe I’m in a flare right now.  I’ve been miserable for the past two weeks.  All of my early symptoms have returned, along with 10 pounds, which is really frustrating.  Rapid weight gain, body aches, hair falling out (including eyelashes), memory loss, problems with “word finding”, bloating, and extreme fatigue are all on my plate right now.

It’s amazing how the body can turn on you so quickly.  Suffice it to say that I’m just a little depressed and feeling really gross and ugly right now.  I know, it’s not good to be negative, but it’s been a really rough couple of weeks.

Living in a body that is out of control is not fun.  Trying to do things to make it right is a constant chore.  I’m realizing that this could be a lifelong struggle for me.

It got so bad that I even called my doctor to see what I could do.  Should I up my dose?  Just wait it out?  He hasn’t given me any idea of what I should do.  I don’t want to be a crazed maniac and call him every two hours and I certainly can’t jump in my car and drive almost three hours to see him.  

I have to get a grip.

I’ve elected to embrace the stance of patience with myself. I’m being patient with my body.  I’m not drastically changing the way I’m eating to try to lose weight that I’ve gained over two weeks.  I’m just eating the way I always do.  Juicing in the morning, lots of eggs for protein, and my usual chili for lunch.  Pushing the water, being kind and letting myself enjoy treats like any other normal person.

It’s just going to take time.

I have been frustrated because I’ve been so sore and tired that I haven’t exercised at all in the past two weeks.  It’s been a chore to just get out of bed in the morning.  This weekend, I need to sit down, make some decisions about how I want to handle exercise when I don’t feel good.  I am still struggling with figuring out whether or not I am causing flares by stressing my body or if that helps when I am flaring.  What do you do when the things that are supposed to make you better cause your body stress that can result in an autoimmune response?

As you can see, I am definitely still learning.  Practicing kindness with myself over the past 14 days has been a minute by minute struggle.  It’s hard to experience setbacks.  Voices in my head tell me that I’m lazy, fat, ugly, and doomed to be a sloth.  The mind is a dangerous place, my friends, when you feel like this.  It’s also very tiring to be positive all day around people when you just want to crawl into a ball and disappear.  

I almost didn’t post this because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to alarm people.  But this is the reality of living with these conditions.  

I scour the internet and find underground boards where people reach out and try to find others who understand what it means to suffer with an illness that doesn’t make you “look sick”.  But it’s hard to find. People don’t talk about autoimmune disease and thyroid disease enough.  It’s a shameful thing, a funny joke in many cases.  Oh, she’s fat, she must have a thyroid problem.  Maybe if she just eats less…  I don’t know how many times I’ve seen this online when people talk about celebrities.  It minimizes the truth of the experience for the person suffering.  It’s not cool.

So I’m being honest and putting my experience out there.  So people can learn and so if someone happens to stumble across my tiny blog that it’s a place to feel normal.

In the meanwhile, I will ride this low, knowing that the high will be coming back around again.  

Health update: optimized?

Hi everyone!

It’s been a couple of months, mostly because I’ve not had a lot to report on.  I actually had a really rough late winter.  During February and March I felt like I wasn’t getting any better.  In fact, when I saw Dr. Gent in March, I was really beginning to wonder what was going on because I felt so terrible.  We upped my dose again in April, so now I’m taking three pigs in the morning and three after lunch.  

In April, I felt fantastic.  Like a new person!  He thinks my thyroid may be optimized now, but we can’t know for sure. When I saw him a couple of weeks ago, we decided to try to keep my dose stabilized and not increase it.  I’m a little worried, but I’m willing to try it out! There have been some days where I’ve been exhausted and wondered if my dose should have been increased again.  Those have been really frustrating.

I’m not a big meme person, but this one is spot on…



I know it seems dramatic, but it really is a different kind of tired.  It’s miserable.

I think for me, it’s even worse because of the Hashimotos.  I am still having a hard time learning if symptoms are thyroid or autoimmune.  I think that’s what makes it so frustrating.

But, on a positive note, I’ve decided to try incorporating Pilates into my exercise routine!  I’m doing some very light cardio a couple of days a week (10 minutes at a time, doctor’s orders), but nothing major.  I am attempting to avoid overloading my body and sending myself into a Hashi flare again like last summer.

So far, I’ve been doing about 30 minutes of Pilates every day, with one day off a week to rest.  I have learned the following things in the last 10 days of this experiment:

  1. My body is stronger than I think it is.  I am pretty much convinced now that my neuromuscular issues were thyroid related. 
  2. My body is weaker than I realized.  Not being able to do things for several years resulted in some very weak muscles.  I am literally working from the ground up on this, people.
  3. I have to force myself to exercise daily.  I’m walking a fine line of fear and determination.  I’m afraid to overdo it so I’m really prone to bow out of this if I’m feeling particularly tired.  I have done this a couple of times and then done the next day a double dose, which hasn’t been that bad.  I’ve started using a planner to schedule my yoga and Pilates workouts and that has helped.
  4. It’s going to take time and I need to be patient. I have really learned over the past couple of years, but really in the last six months that I am not like everyone else.  I can’t do a 90 day exercise and diet program and have a major transformation.  It’s going to be slow and steady wins the race for me.  


I figure I will start blogging about my routine, if you are all interested.  It will be a little more varied than last summer when I was just doing Bikram yoga.

I’m excited to see what the summer brings.  If I really am optimized, then I should be noticing some major changes in my health and fitness!



Update from my most recent doctor appointment

Hi all!
Last Friday I went to see my beloved Dr. Gent. It was a mess on the roads and I was pretty anxious because my test results hadn’t come in.
When I got there, I did my normal weigh-in and blood pressure check. The nurse was surprised to find that I’d lost 10 pounds since I saw them 5 weeks ago and my blood pressure is now 120/80. It’s still a little high for me, but it’s down 10 points on top and bottom numbers, so that is good.

We had a great appointment. He listened to my concerns about the afternoon dosing. He still thinks I’m working up to my optimal dose, so we upped it to 1/2 grain in the afternoon and kept my morning dose the same at 3/4 grain. He seemed pleased that I was being so compliant with my eating and suggested that I up my apple cider vinegar during the day. I need to remember to do that. It’s hard to keep track of things when I’ve got meetings and I’m running around everywhere. Sometimes, it’s a wonder I can get my afternoon dosing in.

I asked AGAIN about my progesterone levels being off because my period is still really messed up (sorry, TMI but I have to keep it real up in this piece). He knows I’m feeling really unbalanced but insists that I need to get my thyroid optimized before we mess with any other hormones in my body. I get it, but I’m tired of having cramps for 2 weeks straight.

In other news, Bikram yoga is going well. I’ve been doing good about going 4-5 times a week since my flare a couple of weeks ago. It’s amazing how crappy your body can feel for a week and then the next week, you’re a superstar in class. It’s liberating and humiliating all at the same time. I know the instructors don’t care, but I am incredibly sensitive to my performance in class because it’s a direct feedback on how my body is operating. I’ve really had to practice kindness and humility this month towards myself on the mat.

I have a lot going on at work and the 90 minutes in the hot room have been wonderful for me to shut down and not be worrying about things.
There’s been days where I’ve been so worn out from the office that I just want to drive home, crawl onto the couch, and cry into my hard boiled eggs because I’m so mentally spent. Forcing myself to go into the studio and focus on breathing, even if I need to lay down and just BE, has been really great for my stress levels. I just tell myself that being stressed is not good for my Hashi’s, so this is medicine.

I’m loving my new shorts that I got in January. I may be shallow, but a cute pair of side tie shorts with a fun pattern really make me happy. I also ditched the tank top a couple of weeks ago and started wearing my sports bra to class, which has made me a lot more comfortable. After a week, my self-loathing stopped and I am so much better with what I see in the mirror! I’ve got a long way to go but I’m committed to making the best choices for my health.

Health updates and how the new food plan is going

I have to be honest, it’s been a rough month for me!  I think I had a Hashi’s flare last week. It was really terrible, now that I know what I’m looking for.  I’ll get to that in a second.

For the past month, I’ve been taking a 1/4 pig after lunch (waiting 2 hours after eating).  I’m not really sure if it’s helping me.  I’m not sure if it’s that my body isn’t absorbing it as well as it does on an empty stomach first thing in the morning or if it’s just too low of a dose.  I see Dr. Gent on Friday so I plan to ask him then.  I just haven’t noticed a difference.

Anyway, last week I started having some of the earlier September 2013 symptoms: really tired, can’t concentrate, forgetting why I was walking out of my office as soon as I set foot in the hallway, word finding problems, etc.  What really made it worse was I was DRAGGING myself through yoga.  It literally was like my body would not move. 

The best way I can describe a Hashi flare (for me) is this…it’s a combination of two things.  You know when you take cold medicine, maybe Nyquil, and then the next day you are a zombie?  And then you know how when you are really sick, like the flu and you can’t move the limbs on your body because they feel heavy and you just can’t function your muscles?  It’s a combination of those two things for me.  It was really frustrating to experience this because I felt like I had really turned a corner in December and early January, but I guess this is a lifelong thing for me. 

What’s even stranger is that I am not sure what set it off because I feel just fine this week.  But, I did only go to yoga three times last week because I couldn’t bring myself to go in that room and sit down.  Becka said it would be okay to do that if I needed to, but I feel like such a slacker when I do.  This whole thing is very humbling for me.

Onto other news, I’m on Day 23 of my autommune-ish protocol eating experiment.  Recall I’ve removed all inflammatory foods, per Dr. Gent, like dairy, gluten, and all grains.  I also am not drinking any alcohol, even my beloved cider.

It was pretty rough at first because yoga is pretty intense and I didn’t have any starches for the first 17 days.  In the past week, I’ve introduced sweet potatoes every other day at lunch and that has gone really well.  I’m being really, really careful about my starches because some people have inflammation issues with that as well.

So I’ve been plugging away at it and now I’m down 8.8 pounds.  I weigh myself every day, track what I eat, what I drink, my supplements, my exercise.  I’ve got a little binder I carry around with me everywhere.  It pretty much is all consuming, but at least I’m getting somewhere!


An ode to my ladies

I’ve thought about doing this post for awhile because I always seem to have people ask me how I’m able to maintain such a busy life with working, teaching, 90 minute yoga classes at night (5 a week), and taking care of my mom.  Oh, and there is my own house and marriage to worry about.

I’m honestly not sure.  I just do it.

Then, the next statement is, well you must not have many friends, right?

I find this statement confusing to me because I didn’t know when it was expected for people to have a lot of friends.

I know, this seems odd.  I have a lot of people that I’m friends with and clearly I’m an extrovert.  I love people.

But I don’t know when having 559 friends on Facebook became the norm,  I have 154 and even that seems high to me.

I’ve discovered in my adult life that I prefer to have a lot of friends, but only a few people that I really spend time with.  Part of this IS because I have a crazy life that isn’t really normal.  I realized, for me, I do much better when I have a FEW people that I really nurture relationships with and create space for in my crowded world.

While this may seem snobby, I just don’t have time for juggling a lot of social engagements, for building relationships, etc.

So I allow few people in to my world and trust them with every fiber of my being.

This last week has been pretty rough for me (my cat died recently, weather sucks, I’m slugging my way through another inflammation diet, etc).  It’s times like this that I really appreciate those people.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my peeps around campus, Kevin’s gigging buddies, etc.  But you know when you’ve got a handful that are your “go to” people?  Those are the ones I’m grateful for, especially when I’m not my chipper self.

Without further ado, I give you an ode to my ladies.  My four chicas who I love dearly, all for a variety of reasons.  Meet my posse.

I will do this in order of how long I’ve known them, from oldest to most recent.  I’m going to put pictures in there that I think represent us best.

First is Annette.


annetteDitching the boys 



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Annual Black Friday tailgating in the Busch Gardens parking lot!

I have known Annette for over a decade. We met because her husband was taking drum set lessons from my husband.  His lesson was the last one of the day on Saturdays, so Annette and I would always be in the waiting room together.  One day, after many weeks of the same, we peeked at each other from atop our books (we happened to be reading the same thing) and started up a conversation.  I can’t remember what happened next and how we became friends, but I get a little crazy if I go more than a couple of weeks without seeing Annette.

I picked these photos because Annette is my great reminder to RELAX and not take life so seriously.  We both have ridiculously crazy lives, but she is my constant reminder to have a good time.  I love her because she is REAL with me and I can be the same way with her.  I look up to her immensely from a professional standpoint and I have learned a lot from her that I apply in my own workplace.  If I killed someone, Annette would help me bury the body.  We may not talk to each other for days on end, but when we get together, it’s “girl, you won’t believe the *&#@! I had to deal with this week”.   We complain, let it go, and move on.  There isn’t a time I see her that I don’t laugh hysterically about something.   That may or may not be because of our husbands’ behavior.

Bottom line: when my life feels ridiculous, Annette.  When I need to celebrate, Annette.

Next up is Gretchen.

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knittingKnitting in ‘da club!  

My bestie, Gretchen.  Where do I even begin?  I met Gretchen because we work at ODU and we have a mutual interest in crafting.  Knitting, at that point in time (5 years ago).  I showed up for a knitting group that Gretchen was running and we clicked.  Well, after we went out for Mexican across the street and found that we are both very messy eaters with a tendency to spill salsa on our fronts!

(As a side note, notice how swollen my face looks in the second photo?  This was in 2009, when I believe I was in an active flare with my Hashimoto’s, based on my medical records I pulled last year. I was maybe 30 pounds lighter than I am now, BUT I can see the inflammation now that I know what I’m looking for!)

Gretchen has literally been through it all with me.  House disasters, a doctoral program, dissertation meltdowns, family drama, work drama, health drama, you name it.  Gretchen is the one who will stop anything for a friend in need.  She is my cheerleader.  She challenges me to be better for myself and supports my decisions.  Gretchen and I may not actually SEE each other a lot, but we can run up some text messages!!!  Gretchen is my safe place.

Next up, Cori. It was hard for me to find a still photo of us because a lot of what I have are action shots or photos with her, me, and Megan (you will understand why in a second).

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Blanket sharing, because I’m pretty sure the concept of personal space doesn’t exist between us

Oh, Cori, my Cori.

We met under such stressful circumstances.  I had just been kicked out of 3 months of PT at Bon Secours with a slap on the wrist for “too much complaining about traveling pain and mysterious inabilities to make progress” and was desperate for someone to take me seriously.  I think I was also in the tail end of a Hashi flare.  It was a bad, bad time in my life.  I don’t even know how she tolerated me for a year and a half.  That was October of 2011 and she was assigned to me by a colleague who thought that she would be the right type of personality to manage my *ehem* “difficult” situation.

Somewhere along the way, Cori and I became kindreds.  That’s what I call it.  Like finish each other’s thoughts, anticipate what the other is going to say.  It all started with the comment, “we are kindred spirits with supreme ideas”.  Exactly.

I don’t even know how to describe my relationship with Cori.  She’s my sounding board, my cheerleader, my sister from another mister.  While she and Mr. Hall share more tendencies towards a free-spirit attitude, she and I are just easy.  There’s no drama-mama with Cori.  You know how you feel when it’s the holidays and you have family over to play games or something like that?  Then, afterwards, you are all hanging out on the couch?  That content feeling?  That’s my kindred.  We come from very different paths but it works.  Alike but not alike, different but not really different.  It’s awesome.


And finally, Megan.  Megan is Cori’s sister-in-law, so that’s how I met her.  A lot of my photos are of the three of us.

ladiesKevin says that when the three of us are out together, we look like sisters

Megan was a happy surprise in my life.  She is a constant for me, a true friend.  And, she makes me laugh.  Oh, how she makes me happy!  This is us, last summer at the end of a long day of boating.  I don’t remember what I was hysterically laughing about, but it was probably something ridiculous.


With Megan, I can just be me.  She is the one who asks, how are you and I know she means to listen to whatever I say.  If Annette was helping me to bury the body and it didn’t fit in the trunk, Megan would lend me her SUV.  She’s just like that.  Selfless, supportive.

The thing that I love about Megan is that we can talk about pretty much anything.  We’ve had bizarre conversations about bodily functions, family, and higher education (she also works at a university).  I can complain about anything and she never sounds bored of it.  I can go on about work stuff and she expresses true interest.  I’m just really grateful that she’s in my world and I can’t imagine ever not having her in my life.  Even if we don’t see each other a lot, I know that when I see her next it will be like no time has passed.

So there you go.  My ladies.

They are how I stay sane.  How I can do the 50 million things I do every day.  Each of them special in her own way.

If any of them are reading this, thank you.  While I may not say it a lot, heck even ever….you are so important to me!