My lab tests came back. There were some issues, thankfully all still reversible through supplements and diet. For ages I have been thinking that it was my job that was creating fatigue, tension headaches, and general malaise. As it turns out, while my job is still stressful, there were some medical things. I am borderline anemic and diabetic and have the lowest vitamin D levels my doctor (who is a big vitamin D freak) has ever seen. She says it is so low that I probably have some form of rickets and was surprised that I am not plagued by any kind of aches.
RICKETS! Who gets rickets? I thought that was the kind of thing only 19th century urchins and characters in Dickens novels succumbed to! Of course, I now have a great excuse any time someone asks me to do something I don’t feel like doing. “What? You want me to unload the dishwasher? Sorry, I’d really love to, but I’m having a rickets flare up.”
All joking aside, the Vitamin D thing is actually a big deal in this part of the country. Most people here are likely D deficient, because we don’t get enough sun. Low levels have links to cardiovascular disease, stroke, obesity, insulin resistance, and a host of other health concerns. One study estimated that half of the adults in Britain (especially the North, which has a similar climate to my own Pacific NW) are Vitamin D deficient. My doctor believes that most people in our area are too.
No one has ever told me any of this before. I don’t think anyone has tested me as thoroughly before. So many doctors just shuffle you in and out without taking the time to really explain things. This one gave me copies of my labs with little notes she’d made about what was good and bad and what we need to do about it, because she believes that “you are the driver of the health care bus.” Maybe I’m just feeling optimistic, because the scale said I’d lost four pounds since starting this, but I think this bus is going good places.
And since it’s too cold to soak up some rays at the beach, here’s a little musical sunshine!