I did make it for Thanksgiving dinner with my friend. She came and got me and we went for a really nice free church dinner. Some of her friends were there and it was nice to finally be out with people. This was the first time I've been able to go out to dinner for a holiday in years.
The loudness of the crowd started to kill me at least halfway through. The whole sensory input thing. Like by the time we were ready to leave, I couldn't wait to leave.
I had no problem with the church stairs on the way down, but I had a huge, huge, massive problem with the stairs on the way up. Instant trigger for POTS. I had the tachycardia, the blood pressure dropped. I couldn't catch my breath. If we had not gotten straight to the car, it was like passout time. The church actually does have an elevator, but I didn't think to take it because I had been okay on the way down.
Once we got into the car and I could sit awhile, I was better.
So I really tried not to let anything ruin this Thanksgiving for me. But this is just typical life with this disease. And obviously, I cannot do stairs anymore.
At least the food and company were good. But like I said, that sensory input was just owww.
In other news, my doctor had to up my thyroid med. And I do have more energy with a higher dose. I'm noticing it. But it's kind of like, I can do alittle more, but the fatigue is still there. Like laundry isn't so much of a struggle. But I still have that fatigue and the swollen glands, too.
The loudness of the crowd started to kill me at least halfway through. The whole sensory input thing. Like by the time we were ready to leave, I couldn't wait to leave.
I had no problem with the church stairs on the way down, but I had a huge, huge, massive problem with the stairs on the way up. Instant trigger for POTS. I had the tachycardia, the blood pressure dropped. I couldn't catch my breath. If we had not gotten straight to the car, it was like passout time. The church actually does have an elevator, but I didn't think to take it because I had been okay on the way down.
Once we got into the car and I could sit awhile, I was better.
So I really tried not to let anything ruin this Thanksgiving for me. But this is just typical life with this disease. And obviously, I cannot do stairs anymore.
At least the food and company were good. But like I said, that sensory input was just owww.
In other news, my doctor had to up my thyroid med. And I do have more energy with a higher dose. I'm noticing it. But it's kind of like, I can do alittle more, but the fatigue is still there. Like laundry isn't so much of a struggle. But I still have that fatigue and the swollen glands, too.
