Hey, remember when I first started this and I told you about missing blood work? I finally had it redone and got the results on Monday. There's some good news and some bad news. The good news is that the results are probably a really good indication of why I've been so tired lately.
The bad news? Well, there are three parts to it.
First, my fasting blood sugar and hemoglobin A1c tests both came back high. Not ridiculously high, mind you, but just over the OK limit. What's the other side of the OK limit called? It's called prediabetes, folks. So, yeah.
Second, my Vitamin D is very low. When I last had these tests done, about 2 years ago, it was low then, too. I took a prescription D pill and the number went up after three months. It's back down now, so I'm back on the prescription. It's a mega dose that I have to take once a week for 12 weeks, then we retest. Low Vitamin D is linked to fatigue, so it makes sense that no matter how well I would sleep I'd still feel like hell. What is most disturbing about this is that there is a link between Vitamin D and multiple sclerosis, the disease that killed my mother. From what I've read it's not clear if it's a cause or effect of the disease, but either way I'm not comfortable with it. I can't do anything about it except to take better care of myself, so that's what I'm going to do.
Finally, my cholesterol is just inside the healthy range. Many years ago it was quite high, but with diet and exercise I lowered it. Last time I had tests it was OK, but it's gone up since. I haven't been going in the right direction these last few years.
At the moment, I'm still 28 pounds from the top of my healthy weight range (I'm down 5 the healthy way, so yay for that). Obviously I knew that there was a chance that these tests were going to show signs that my excess weight was starting to really impact my overall health. Did I think we'd be throwing around the word diabetes? No, not really. But we are.
The doctor has advised, again obviously, that I lose weight. She wants me to exercise regularly (we'll get to that in a minute) and watch what I eat. She has suggested less carbs, low fat, low sugar. I'm tempted to ask what that leaves for me to eat, but I know the answer to that even if it's an answer I don't really want to hear. I know how to eat well, I just don't know how to not get bored. I don't know how to not eat my feelings. I don't know how to say no to foods I know I shouldn't eat.
So what about this exercise? So far this month, I've walked 10.06 miles. I didn't walk today because it's hotter than the sun out there. I've done 1,600 jumping jacks and 405 crunches over the last 11 days, which now that I've written it doesn't really sound like a whole lot. My calves and "abs" would argue that point, though. I missed one day but made it up the next, which was a terrible thing. No more missing days.
I've learned two things about jumping jacks: After having a baby, jumping with anything other than a completely empty bladder is dangerous. Sad but true. I'm considering exercising in the bathroom from now on. Also, I need to wear a bra while doing The Jacks. You'd think that would be a no-brainer, but ladies, you know how it is when you take that bra off for the day. It's not going back on no matter what. Must jump before the bra comes off.
One other thing - watching my son do jumping jacks is about the most hilarious thing ever. I really do love when the wants to jump with me. If only watching extreme cuteness could burn calories...
Seriously though, I was pretty motivated before this week. Those test results just added fuel to my fire.