As good as it gets

I went to see the endocrinologist this week. Last time I was well prepared with copious notes on my state of mind and body compiled by Dena and me. At the time he was most impressed and asked to keep them on file as a testament to my current condition and then reduced my dosage as I was obviously more out there than I should have been.

This time I didn't have any notes. Nothing seemed to warrant notes or lengthy explanations. For sure, I was tired but then I had just been to the UK 3 times in 6 weeks- wouldn't that make you tired? Neither Dena nor I had much to write down ahead of the consultation as I arrived I realized that the very fact of not having much to say was a good sign. Sure enough my blood test showed that I now have a normal level of Thyroid hormone in my body. Hooray! (I think at least it is worth celebrating, although when I did celebrate it I ended up with a nasty hangover which I simply would not have had last year if I had consumed the same amount of alcohol.)

I guess I have to conclude that (at my age at least) being able to fly round the world, work from 5:00am till 11:00pm and keep myself turned On and Off using shed loads of coffee and beer simply isn't normal. It seemed to work just fine last year but...well at this point I should admit to you Dear Reader that my experiment last year failed.

You may be the master of your own body, but it's still going to go on strike if it doesn't like your demands.

I am now down to one thyroid suppressant and one heart rate suppressant and as far as I can tell this is as good as it is going to get. (The doctors don't want me to come back for months). So now I need to start exercising again and trying to lead a normal life. But I guess I need to lead a normal life where normal is a little less intense by my own standards. I've started trying to do this, but I am still wondering what is normal.

Do you know?