A Hormone Malfunction

Have you ever heard of the saying “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it’? Well, I have and I can only wish I had listened to those words for this next story I am about to tell you.

If you have been a follower of my blog and have read my posts from many years ago, I suffered from ovarian cysts, I have been on smoothie detoxes, I have become a Vegan.. I do have some health issues but try to be the healthiest version of myself that I can be. Over the past two years, I have relocated to Edmonton Alberta where I now reside..momentarily… I currently work at a Naturopathic clinic where I obviously seek treatment now as well. I started working here in May of 2018. If you know anything about Naturopathic doctors or have ever been to one, then you know they prescribe a fuck ton of supplements. Honestly, I am okay with that because I hate pharmaceutical drugs and they try to kill me anyways. I have been seeing one of the doctors here since August and I have to say, she was honestly helping me. I was struggling with anxiety and stress which she basically fixed in under 2 months. Over the last 4 months, she has been trying to figure out if I suffer from a hormone imbalance. She assumed I was “estrogen dominate” from everything I ever told her and my health history.

Just recently before December, I had been suffering with enlarged lymph nodes of my neck. I had seen a walk in doctor to which they sent me for basic blood work to find out if I was dying from Lymphoma as they so bluntly put it. Idiots.. Anyways, my blood work came back normal but my lymph nodes were STILL growing. I wasn’t getting a cold or anything either which usually is the normal response for swollen and enlarged lymph nodes. Four days later, I had a disk slip in my neck, well there yeah go! I figured out WHY they were swollen. It took 2 weeks to recover but I did 🙂 yay me.

Fast forward to a week ago, I am feeling better neck wise, by my lymph nodes are now really painful to the point I can barely get any sleep. I see the Naturopath at my clinic and she recommends I pay for the proper blood work to be done. I spend like 300 and something dollars for 4 different blood work tests and 3 supplements to help deal with my inflammation and hormones? So two of these four tests I paid for are hormone tests since she things I could have a hormone “imbalance”..Okay, sure, I’m curious. I do the blood work, a few days later get my results. All I see is random numbers and the word POSITIVE…Positive? Positive for what?…I try and stay away from google all morning till doctor gets in for her shift. We sit down and she tells me shitty news. One of the tests I did was called an ANA test…(antinuclear antibody) which means it evaluates a person for an autoimmune disease…HERE WE GO… lol

She then tells me my hormones are IN FACT imbalanced.  Apparently the normal ratio for a females progesterone levels are 100-500 (I have no idea what those numbers mean or what measurements they use)…but APPARENTLY my level is 18..EIGHTEEN…that is astronomically LOW… I am laughing but I should be crying.. She then prescribes me MORE supplements and a cream to “balance” my hormones “naturally”…

This is where the fun begins.

Wednesday December  19th 2018

My morning starts like any other. I feel fine otherwise then my neck still being swollen and painful. I take my new supplements and head to work. 3 hours into my shift I start to feel extremely exhausted. I was yawning as if I was sleep deprived…I slept for literally 8 hours and pretty decently too. The yawning becomes unbearable and uncontrollable. I started to time the yawns… they were literally every 2.5 seconds and they were aggressive…Jaw open wide, watering eyes, my eyelids turned purple and black like I was punched in the face. I got nervous/annoyed since I deal with patients and could barely get two words in without a massive yawn. Plus it honestly looked like I was on something… I looked doped up…Because I am a person who likes natural remedies, I went to plug in the diffuser we have in the office and I put some peppermint oil in it to pick me up a bit. It actually helped a lot. This wasn’t a big red flag for me since I’ve taken supplements for years and know your system has to get use to them. By the end of the day I was dragging myself on the floor. I barely made it home and to bed..took awhile to fall asleep though.

Thursday December 20th 2018

I wake up feeling extremely … EXTREMELY exhausted..I hear the alarm go off and I yell “NO” for some random reason… as if my phone or alarm for that matter care how I feel. I slide off the side of the bed and crawl into the bathroom.. dreading turning on the light..for I know what will be staring back at me in the mirror…Image result for morning face

I decide to leave the bathroom and turn the kettle on instead. I am in this phase of my life where I drink like 7-8 cups of David’s Tea a day…and that starts from the moment I wake up. I prepare the loose leaf of choice and then walk to the fridge and open the freezer door for no damn reason. I realize I have no choice but to return to the bathroom.. almost 40% of my morning routine requires me to be in there. Keep in mind I have not turned on a single light in my house yet.

I walk into the bathroom turn on the light and… and nothing ..I look spectacular for someone who feels like they were punched in the face and haven’t slept in a month. Fast forward to 45 mins later (no I did not spend all that time in the bathroom) .. I am headed out the door for work. I feel really strange..almost loopy or delusional. I try and shake it off and make it to work.

My shift was a 9-5 and I barely made it to 1:00 pm. Patients were asking me if I was okay on the account of I looked like hell apparently. My eyelids were a dull purple colour with black rings around my eyes..My face was tingling and numb on the left side, and I had the worst headache and head pressure ever. I was honestly trying to smell the air trying to figure out if I smelt burnt toast. Then… the worst thing happened.. I had a hot flash… I started sweating and turning red. I couldn’t breath and ran for the door. I swung it open and hung my head and upper body out gasping for air. It was minus 13 and I was standing outside sweating! I was BOILING to DEATH outside! I went back inside and tried to have some water and calm down.. initially I thought it was a stroke.. then I thought it was a panic attack… then I had ANOTHER hot flash…. it was starting to make sense.. she was fucking with my hormones and I was going into menopause! I’m 29! I do NOT want to deal with that shit!

I HAD to leave.. I could not stay… I started to turn into a lunatic. I started crying… and sweating.. and then I got angry..and then I made coffee, had a sip and burnt my tongue.. then started to say out loud “WHY” …I am obviously alone when all this happens.. so as these symptoms increase..my level of panic increases… I am sure this is the end of me. I hysterically order an Uber and call my mom to tell her I love her..I start crying and then apologize for being nuts! she assures me I am not nuts but whatever I am on I need to stop taking it.

By the way, if you or anyone you know is having a hot flash… comfort them.. bring them chocolates, flowers, a bottle of whiskey.. cause FUCK do they need it…I am NOT looking forward to menopause.

The ride home was a blur. My mom stayed on the phone with me and I am sure I was telling her how I feel because the driver was looking at me concerned through his mirror. Not the concerned look for my health, more so for himself. That “crazy white people” kinda look. When I arrive home, I get out of the car, say thank you and then slip on a patch of side right outside the car door. In the midst of possibly killing myself, my mom says..”you’re rude, you could of wished him a Merry Christmas..” Still clinging on to the car door for dear life, I manage to say Merry Christmas and he just looks at like with the “okay bitch, let go of my door so I can go please”.. Now finally standing like a baby giraffe that was just born, I close the door and he just takes off like a bat out of hell.

How Rude…

The delusion and hot flashes last until 3 am. That was the last time I got out of bed to stick my head in the freezer. Needless to say I didn’t take any supplements that night.

Friday December 21st 2018

I get up and changed without a major struggle this morning. I decided to not take any supplements again today. I am able to go to work without having a meltdown. Everything is fine until about 1:00 pm. It started when I noticed my fingers were purple and kinda black around the knuckles. At first my panic button was hulk smashed. I got up and ran to the door to see it in better light. I started rubbing at the areas and noticed it was kinda smearing and blending into other parts of my hand…

Okay, odd…I walk back to the desk and look for pen ink anywhere else. Nothing, I look at the chair I am sitting on, the cushion that is usually beige is now purple? Okay, what the heck is going on. I go to the washroom and pull down my pants..too much info I know, but I needed to figure out what was going on!

I am literally Barney from the waist down! My pants! The dye in my black pants are bleeding out all over my skin! I have worn these pants before many times and this have NEVER happened! It must be something in my bloodstream that is pulling the chemicals/dye out of my pants! I start to panic more. I can’t work another 7 hours like this! What if it is toxic or stains my skin?!

The next 30 minutes is complete mayhem..

I take a bottle of hand sanitize into a treatment room and a roll of paper towel. I take my pants off and start pumping hand sanitizer all over my legs and trying to wipe off the dye with paper towels frantically. I started off with a whole roll and almost finished it and there was still ink coming off from my legs! There was purple paper towel all over the floor and my legs were still purple! It looked like a Barney crime scene. At this point, I am running out of time before the doctor comes back to the clinic. Finally after 2 rolls of paper towel, soap, water, hand sanitizer, massage oil, and determination, my legs are starting to look normal.. but there is still dye on me. I do NOT want to put these damn pants back on and deal with this all over again. Plus, I don’t want to sit in the toxic dye that is going into my blood stream! So do you know I do?! I turn myself into the Michelin Man from the waist down! I literally wrap my legs in paper towel (the cheap kind not even the soft one) and keep it in place with scotch tape! All you here is the sound of crinkling every time I walk! You can see I have a something under the pants and it looks bulky and BAD. You can see some paper towel sticking out from the bottom of the pant leg. I CANNOT work like this! I run to the computer and type in our address in google maps followed by clothing stores nearby. There seems to be a women’s fashion store on the other side of the street. Maybe about a 5-10 min walk. I do not have a car here yet in Alberta, so I take the bus..I cannot walk around in public like this plus, the streets are covered in ice and I risk the chance of my klutzy ass falling and getting hit by a car. So what do I do? I call the store.

I call the store and explain my dilemma. They then offer to DELIVER pants to me…Deliver me pants… like a fucking Pizza! I was about to purchase pants over the phone and have it delivered to my office door. 2018 for the WIN..Everything was going to plan until she told me the price for a pair of tights…$150.00 dollars for a pair of tights….

LONG JOHNS DO NOT COST $150 DOLLARS!! UGH

I politely decline.. I would rather take my chances with toxic poisoning… I do not have the kind of money to be dropping $150.00 on leggings… I didn’t want to ask them about their other pants. Clearly this place is a high end women’s boutique for people who apparently print money in their basement.

I as down to 20 mins left before the Doctor returned…So I did why I do best in a panic..I do more stupid things. I walked over to the dollar store and bought a roll of saran wrap. Mhm. you read that right..I covered my entire lower body in plastic wrap so when I start to sweat, the dye under the plastic wrap will intensify and seep deeper into my pours.

And the IDIOT of the year award goes to MOI..

I finish work this way obviously cause what other choice do I have? I could tell the doctor and ask to leave but, after what happen the day before.. I do not wan’t to draw any more attention to myself. I got home and took a 1.5 hour shower. I washed my shame down the drain and went to bed. All that excitement was enough for me.

As I write this, it is currently the afternoon of December 22nd and I am 12 hours and 40 minutes away from flying home for the holidays. I have almost successfully made it to 2019. It has been a struggle to say the least but, the point of all this is to appreciate everyday.

Enjoy the holidays everyone! All the best for the new year! ❤

Oh and MERRY CHRISTMAS !! ❤

Jenna Out!

 

 

 

 

Update

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Just want to tell the world of bloggers that…

I PASSED!!! I PASSED!!! *Does crazy dance in chair then stands up and jumps up and down and smashes into dresser*

Real Estate course freaking 1 complete! Booooyaahhhhhh

Math Power!

Math

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Definition of Math: The study of the measurement, properties, and relationships of quantities and sets, using numbers and symbols.

My Definition of math: migraine, headache, anxiety, nightmares.

I HATE math. I actually stopped at BEDMAS in High school!

So guess what I’ve been doing lately that’s had me so tied up? Well, I believe I mentioned a few posts ago that I was “trying” something new. So I’ve been studying Real Estate. Yep, I hate math, but, enrolled in Real Estate. How the hell does that make any sense!?!

90% of the first course is purely based on MATH! It’s literally been 3 days of MATH! I come home, do more math homework. Rinse and repeat. It is soooo bad that I have nightmares based on my financial calculator.

To make matters worse, I seem to be one out of the only two people to be completely LOST! I literally put my hand up today in class and asked the instructor ” is this first course created to filter out the individuals who are mentally incapable of processing basic math skills and functions?” She laughed and honestly replied with “yes”.

OKAY then..*sigh* On a positive note, I’m understanding alot more then I thought I initially would. Maybe this isn’t a complete waste of time. I am starting to feel more the property management side versus the sales person. Obviously in terms of income, property manager is less. But at least it won’t be AS stressful right?… Right. *sigh* what the hell am I doing with my life!

On another positive note, I can now convert cubic feet to cubic yards and I now know how to add dormer windows to find the area of a two story house. Yay me!! 😀 … Why can’t math be easy like science! I get science! I don’t get math! Failure!

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Naughty Or Nice List?

Ello! I was bored so I decided to Google a Naughty or Nice List test for shits and giggles! The answers are between stars (*) followed by some stupid shit I would say- ha ha!

  1. What did you get in your stocking last year?

    • Candy
    • I have no idea. Who cares about the stocking?
    • Some really nice gifts
    • *If someone wants to “get in my stockings”, they’ve just gotta buy me dinner first.*(I’m clearly kidding….I don’t even own a stocking wahhhhh 😥
  2. Have you ever sneaked a peek at your Christmas presents?

    • No! That’s naughty! And it ruins the surprise.
    • *When I was a kid, but only once.*(This could possibly be a lie. I said possibly right?)
    • Yup. Every year.
    • Depends…are YOU my Christmas present? ::wink::
  3. Do you re-gift?

    • *No* (This is actually very true.)
    • I think once, maybe
    • Every year I re-gift at least one thing
    • All the time, if I can’t return the crappy gift.
  4. When the weather outside is frightful, you like to stay home and cuddle with what?

    • *A teddy bear* (I’m a giant child)
    • A nice book
    • A nice drink
    • A good-looking hottie
  5. If you’ve been nice and not naughty, what kind of present should Santa bring you?

    • I’m a girl. Santa should bring me a girl present if I’m nice.
    • *I’m a boy. Santa should bring me a boy present if I’m nice.* (Look, I don’t want barbies or an easy bake oven..Give me VIDEO GAMES- RAWR)
  1. Have you ever dressed up as Santa?

    • *No, but it might be fun.* (Where can I find a good fat suit?..Oh wait, where’s the cookies?)
    • No, that’s lame.
    • Yes, it’s all about spreading Holiday cheer
    • Yes, for that hottie I mentioned earlier!
  2. If you discovered Santa Claus trapped in your chimney, what would you do?

    • Help him out
    • Hop in the sleigh and take over to make sure the gifts get to everyone in time
    • Hop in the sleigh and help yourself to the gifts
    • *Ha! Ha! Tickle Santa…I can’t help myself.* (That’s the psycho in me 😀 )
  3. What are you giving to your special someone for Christmas this year?

    • I’ll carefully figure out what they want and surprise them.
    • I’m not sure yet, but I’ll figure something out.
    • Ugh…do we have to exchange gifts this year? How about cash.
    • *Me!* (I lie. I got him Three Days Grace concert tickets and his favourite soccer teams training Jacket. Ahem..Spoiled much?)
  4. You find out your crazy Aunt is knitting you another fugly sweater this year. What do you do?

    • Kindly accept. She works hard on those.
    • Nod and smile. Just nod and smile.
    • Conveniently forget to take it home with you.
    • *Subtly express your feelings by burning it in effigy.* (NOT! I LOVE those hideous Christmas sweaters! Wtf does effigy mean?)
  5. What treat are you planning on leaving Santa this year?

    • Cookies and Milk
    • *A healthy treat for Santa and carrots for the reindeer!* (Yah, get it together fat ass before you die of a heart attack!)
    • Nothing. I’m not stupid.
    • Me!
  1. Your friend didn’t get you anything last year. What do you get them this year?

    • I get them something every year.
    • *We’ll figure out if we’re exchanging gifts, I don’t want them to feel bad.* (More like if they get me something, I have no choice but to get them something. Bad friend ALERT)
    • Screw them!
    • Hmmm…they must not be a good friend!
  2. What is your favorite Christmas movie?

    • “Miracle on 34th Street”
    • *”A Charlie Brown Christmas”* (NONE OF THE ABOVE! Where the hell is the Grinch?!?)
    • “Bad Santa”
    • “Love Actually” – lots of hotties in that movie…
  3. Who is your favorite reindeer?

    • *Rudolph* (DUH)
    • Donner
    • Vixen
    • Is “Craphead” a reindeer? (LOL this is pretty funny though)
  4. Santa isn’t just for kids, you know. How old are you, anyway?

    •         Dec 15, 1989 (too old for Santa 😉 )
  5. Would you go back to school to get smarter?

    • *Yes, I want to be smarter than my friends* (Who the hell asks this question? I don’t really know what this has to do with being naughty or nice :/ more like pompous or jealous)
    • No, I’m plenty smart already

    My Results:

    Nice
    You are sugar and spice, so the list you’re on is “Nice”! Christmas for you is a time of giving and sharing – the important stuff. You spread holiday cheer by being grateful for the real gifts in your life. Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!
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This is clearly a load of shit. Hot steaming Giraffe shit. Nice? Nice my ass! What kind of farce ass answer is that? Based on my answers, the results should of been- “You are on the Santa wants you to kill yourself  list.”
These are the lamest questions by far! Like honestly! Where are genuine questions like – “Did you kill anyone this year?” or “Did you tell  your nasty pootang supervisor to fall on a sharp rusty knife?” ..THOSE are questions you SHOULD be asking to declare someone naughty or nice. Jeeze
Well anyway’s, hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Which if your normal, would be a 0 on a scale of 1-10. HA.
Nut-Cracker. Cracker of Nuts. Nuts that Crack.
Shut up.
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Can You Fight Change?

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Why am I having such a hard time upgrading my phone to the new iOS 7? I still have my phone running iOS 5!! My phone has like a minor stroke trying to load any app at all! Even sending and receiving text messages is a struggle for my poor helpless phone. Ah well, I hate the look of the new update software. Too much like android. Screw android! They can lick my ball sack! I wanted apple products! Not android!

Oh! And I quit my crappy job of four years! That’s change! Not to mention, the greatest feeling in the world! Woohoo!

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So my main reason for this post is…. Well, I don’t even know! This is just random babble as ALWAYS 🙂

Matt has his work Christmas party tomorrow and after two years of saying no to going, I said yes. What a retard. Who am I kidding?! I don’t want to go, I hate dressing up! Apparently there is a no Jeans/tights dress code. Great, and here I was thinking I was going to wear a wife beater and overalls :/

I hate these things and I hate dressing up! Mainly cause I never know what to wear! All the girls now a days wear those skanky short dresses and skirts. Me, I want to dress like a Nonna!

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First world problems.

Tis The Season

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I think I can relate this to my previous post. More like an update or continuation per-say. Still haven’t figured anything out nor, do I know where I’m headed still. But I AM making changes. I know for a fact I need to quit one of the places I currently work at, that is slowly but surely taking my soul. Like sucking fucking life vampires. By December, I will have told them to politely kiss my ass as I walk out the front door. I have plenty of interviews coming up throughout the rest of November which gives me hope. They may have to do with my current profession at the moment. But, until I decide to make any serious life decisions that could set me back in life, I need to know I have exhausted all my options and opportunities in my field. Who knows, maybe it is this place that has been setting me back and making it impossible for me to thoroughly enjoy what I do.

Anyway’s! This post is supposed to be uplifting! The annual Santa Claus Parade was in town yesterday which has always been a favourite of mine. Although I’ve never actually gone, watching it on t.v in the comforts of my own home always makes me happy :). I am a total Christmas Slut. I mean that in a positive way I promise! Decorating trees, putting the lights up, baking (trying not to eat what I bake), wearing Santa hats and antlers, those God awful Christmas sweaters that everyone wants to set on fire! Yep, a Christmas freak. Not to mention listening to Christmas music 24/7 and constantly painting my nails in Christmas colours and themes! Did I mention I decorate my bedroom with garland and lights!?! I just love the winter season! It makes me all warm and giddy!

It is also the season where my parents freak out cause I have candles and incenses lit everywhere throughout the house :D. *Ahem* Fire bug *ahem*

People who try and hate on Christmas or my obsessive annoying love for it can kiss my ass and stay away from me! I don’t need you to bring me down! I got enough negativity to do that myself!

Well, I have an interview in the next 15 minutes! Wish me luck! HoHoHoe!

Early Midlife Crisis

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Seriously, I do. I’ve hit a point in my life where I’m questioning everything that I’m doing and why. Where am I going? What will I do next?

I feel completely useless at this point in my life and why? Because I don’t have a University Bachelor’s Degree! Apparently in today’s society, unless you have a community college Diploma or University Degree, you are considered stupid and not worthy to hire. Are you joking?!

I’m going to share a small personal story of my life. I started working at the age of 12-13 years old. All throughout high-school, I continued to  work a physically taxing job as a waitress, destroying my body through it’s developmental years. Why? All this to save up money to go to college where I decided to enrol in ECE (Early-hood Child Education)  It was a split program where two years were spent in college, the other 2 in University. After that I would of been off to teachers college. After the first year and two semesters later, I was broke from paying my tuition. I forgot to mention I applied for OSAP, but was declined or offered next to nothing, I can’t remember exactly. Anyway’s, I had no choice but to drop out and continue working to make enough money to go back to school.

After 6 months of working hard, I decided to try and go back to school. During the 6 months I had off to work and think, I had ran into many other options of what I could possibly do. I love science. Absolutely love it to death. I also loved the healthcare field and helping people. I couldn’t afford to go to University unless I was granted OSAP, College wasn’t doing it either in terms of tuition. Next best thing was private College. I decided to learn a profession in healthcare. Somehow I managed to work enough hours to pay off the tuition as I went through school. After two years, I graduated, shortly after did my board exams and got my licence in 2010 and have been working as a Registered Healthcare Practitioner for almost 4 years now. Shortly after followed that up with another two forms of holistic healthcare professions. I’m great at what I do and I love helping people. So what is the problem?

I am physically drained and falling apart. Yesterday during one of my treatments, my bloody clavicle dislocated and popped out. I am a complete and total wreck with one injury occurring after the other. If you look at an X-ray of my body, I look like a lopsided MONSTER! I cried when I saw my own X-rays of my spine for the first time! I questioned the Chiropractor how I could possibly look like that on the inside but, show no signs on the outside. Apparently my meat suit is more durable then my interior.

Looking for other forms of employment, I notice all of them require a community College degree/diploma or a University Degree. I am basically considered USELESS without ONE! So now what?!?!

I am scared of what my future holds next and I am overwhelmed with anxiety. Should I go back to school? Can I even afford it?! Is it worth putting myself through finical debt?!  What if I fail?! Am I smart enough for University? Will I have to take math?!?! (I’d rather die then take math..I literally stopped at BEDMAS)

My main fear is having to take steps backwards instead of forwards. I feel like I have wasted all this time, and destroyed my 23 year old body for nothing. The fact that I’m self-hating is pathetic which is the only word I can use right now to describe such an emotion. There are people out there who have it way worse then I do and, probably with alot less options at hand.

*Sigh* Just in a rut I guess…

That was longer then I expected. Well there yah go. Now you know why I am being pathetic and hopeless on a blog site that in all honestly, you could care less about.

I’ll go back to being my rude crude self again. That always makes me feel better!

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