Dear Friends...
I feel as though I am no place to complain considering the ultimate misfortune that resonates through the planet with earthquakes,tidal waves and world poverty but...
I am tired. I am tired of finding out that right as I get accustomed to a lifestyle adjustment, I get hit by a MAC truck with another one.
I was in the hospital about two weeks ago with high blood pressure of 178/126. This is not normal, nor is it a good sign. It has come back down to normal thankfully and I had two ultrasounds of the kidneys and ovaries to check for anything that may have caused the spike. The reason for the tests was because every single blood test, urine analysis, cholesterol check and whatever else they can poke you for, has come back normal.
Well I started researching on my own because I have gotten to know my body pretty well and have gotten used to diagnosing myself and better yet, BEING RIGHT!
Today I read about fibromuscular dysplasia. I won't go into it, but my symptoms were in line and I thought to myself, "I wonder how this kidney ultrasound will come back." Sure enough, my doctor called and said that I had a mild peak in velocity on my left artery to the kidney. She said she thought I should see a kidney specialist and I stopped her right then and said, "Are we talking about fibromuscular dysplasia?" She said, "Yes." If I had a dollar for every time I was right about my illnesses, well I would have $2.00 so far. I am 2 for 2 in diagnosing myself.
The book isn't closed on this as a sure bet though. I am going to see the kidney specialist and continue to do home monitoring of my blood pressure, which I must say, has been a new fun thing in our house as daily, every member of the family wants their blood pressure checked.
So here I sit, wondering why me? Not to the point that it is all justified but just that it is a natural way of thinking about life when bad things happen or even more so, when things don't go according to my plan. The key part of that is my plan. I should know better by know than to try to assume I know how my life will be mapped out.
Perhaps this is just another lesson that I need to lean more on my Lord and less on my google abilities to self-diagnose.
I am tired. I am tired of finding out that right as I get accustomed to a lifestyle adjustment, I get hit by a MAC truck with another one.
I was in the hospital about two weeks ago with high blood pressure of 178/126. This is not normal, nor is it a good sign. It has come back down to normal thankfully and I had two ultrasounds of the kidneys and ovaries to check for anything that may have caused the spike. The reason for the tests was because every single blood test, urine analysis, cholesterol check and whatever else they can poke you for, has come back normal.
Well I started researching on my own because I have gotten to know my body pretty well and have gotten used to diagnosing myself and better yet, BEING RIGHT!
Today I read about fibromuscular dysplasia. I won't go into it, but my symptoms were in line and I thought to myself, "I wonder how this kidney ultrasound will come back." Sure enough, my doctor called and said that I had a mild peak in velocity on my left artery to the kidney. She said she thought I should see a kidney specialist and I stopped her right then and said, "Are we talking about fibromuscular dysplasia?" She said, "Yes." If I had a dollar for every time I was right about my illnesses, well I would have $2.00 so far. I am 2 for 2 in diagnosing myself.
The book isn't closed on this as a sure bet though. I am going to see the kidney specialist and continue to do home monitoring of my blood pressure, which I must say, has been a new fun thing in our house as daily, every member of the family wants their blood pressure checked.
So here I sit, wondering why me? Not to the point that it is all justified but just that it is a natural way of thinking about life when bad things happen or even more so, when things don't go according to my plan. The key part of that is my plan. I should know better by know than to try to assume I know how my life will be mapped out.
Perhaps this is just another lesson that I need to lean more on my Lord and less on my google abilities to self-diagnose.
posted by Minnesota Mommy at 5:00 PM
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