Hello! Yes, I am back. I had over 400 blog e-mails this morning and if that doesn’t say ‘it’s time” I am not sure what would. I was amongst the missing for over a week and it was actually kind of hard for me to take a break, but awesome at the same time. I love blogging and I love the community and “family” I have made through blogging, but sometimes a girl just needs to not have her life all over the internet for a while. I have been blogging for almost 2 years straight (where did the time go?!) and this may be the longest break I have ever taken with the exception of the 2 weeks I took off while I was honeymooning in Europe.
But to be honest, this has a little more too it than just not wanting my life on the internet and needing a break. I haven’t written because I didn’t know how to write about what is going on with me because I am just not sure what is going on. I have about 12 different drafts of this exact post written. Plus, I have not been working out or eating regularly- so really what is there to write about.
So what do I know? Well, I do know that exercise induced asthma (while I do have it) is not the real problem with why my running has been so hard. Truth be told, everything physical has been hard for me. On Wednesday, I got news that made it all make sense. I have always been anemic, if you have read for a while you know about that. So my doctor checks my blood levels every time I go for a physical. Wednesday she called me and told me I needed to come in the next day. My red blood cell level is extremely low. For a normal menstruating women, red blood cell levels should be around 38%. I am typically around a 34%, which is a indicative of moderate anemia. Well this time I was at a 22%. Not only to I have a red blood cell counts, but my red blood cells are are tiny- significantly smaller than they should be.I had my levels tested again on Thursday to see if it was a fluke and unfortunately, it wasn’t.
So what does all this mean? Well, for starters the fact that I am able to stay awake is a wonder, ha! Since my levels are so low, when I exert myself my heart and lungs are working so much harder than the average person and my brain is getting less oxygen. My doctor cannot understand how the hell I ran a half marathon like this.I told her it is because I am a rockstar- dur! And I have a secret weapon named Adam that runs next to me and talks me though it.
So what is causes it? What is the treatment? Well, We are pumping my body full of iron (luckily I am no stranger to pumping iron 😉 ). I am taking upwards of 700 mg of iron a day to try to even out everything, which is killing my stomach. It will get better when my body gets used to it. As far a causes, there are a million possibilities, no exaggeration! My other symptoms are making my doctor think I have some internal bleeding and because of that we are planning some “exploratory procedures” (I will keep the details to myself). My doctor and I are 100% committed to figuring out what it is and fixing it fast. I told her “I have a half marathon in 8 weeks, can we make this snappy?” Luckily, she is a runner too- so she totally gets it.
So what’s up with the food and fitness? Well, eating should be normal. But, I had had no appetite really since the iron is hurting my stomach. I have been living off Luna bars that were a gift from Julia. Fitness wise, technically I CAN workout. The doctor put it this way, “You CAN workout if you need to. But, in my opinion this is a good reason for a rest.” My sleeping has been off too. My body gets tired, but my brain doesn’t. So I spend a lot of time at night up watching Sex and the City, which is fine.
So there you have it…that is what is going on and what I know about it. I feels great to get it out there. I am hoping we figure things out quickly and I can get back to my normal self asap.
What is my take away?
- I am angry- I just am. This is an inconvenience. My immediate reaction was an angry “I don’t have time for this!”. It is frustrating and stressful. But it could be sooooooo much worse- so I am okay.
- I am mad at myself for not getting checked out earlier because I knew something I was wrong. I am also pissed off at myself for mentally beating myself up for not being able to physically perform or train to the level that I thought I should (Own worse enemy?)
- I am mildly scared.
- I am sure I am fine. This is honestly just one more hurtle for me to jump over and land on my feet at the end. I am certain it is nothing and I will be back to normal in no time.
- I am REALLY listening to my body now. She is so smart and had never steered me wrong before.
In an effort to make this post somewhat “normal”. I present you with breakfast:
two whole wheat waffles with natural peanut butter, a banana sliced and coffee. I have been working on this for about an hour and a half. I eat slowly since the iron and I are not friends.
Thanks for all of the tweets and amazing e-mails from all of you. I am so blessed to have such amazing friends and readers and I missed you all so much. Thanks for your patience 🙂
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