Thursday I woke up and like magic, turned 50. Yep, it’s been half a century since I came into this world on a Friday the 13th.  When I woke up, I struggled with planning and indulging in a day of self-care. Instead of letting waves of frustration flood me, I paused and thought about the irony. I am a recovering Type A, so it can drive me bonkers when I don’t have at least a vague idea how my day… Read more »

I’ve decided it’s time to step (back) up to the self-care plate and take on Hashimoto’s disease. Wiped out. Every evening, I crash upon arrival in my bed after a day in the office. Something just has to give. A few weeks ago, I had a chat with the doctor, explaining that I am perpetually wiped out and as an aside, am constantly suffering from digestion tract issues. Thyroid tests reviewed, recommendation to jack up my thyroid medication dosage and… Read more »