Also, my hair, that has ALWAYS been straight as a board, is now extremely curly. Like, borderline ringlet curly when it is wet. Yeah, I know...what on earth!?!?
Things continued to get weird.
"Aunt flow," who has always been right on time for her visits, decided to come whenever she so well desired, stay as long as or as short as she wanted to, and then reek havoc during her stay. I will spare you any more details, and just leave it at that.
To top it off, last month, during a normal week, same workout routine, same diet, same everything, I gained 5 pounds! The following week, after even more than normal workouts and strict dieting, I gained another 3 pounds.
Then, this week, after eating horribly this weekend, and not working out, I lost three pounds. Same scale that is calculating Ben's weight accurately and normally.
Basically, something is really going on with my body. It has gone absolutely crazy on me.
In order to handle the hair crisis, I got it cut. I am so glad I did! I love my new hair cut, and I am thinking about going back to go just a tiny bit shorter with a ton more layers going up the back. The stacked look I was going for in the first place, but the hair girl didn't quite understand. I have to use a straightener now as well. It is kind of cool I guess.
|yup, the picture was taken in the closet. I asked Ben to take it while he was getting ready for Church, so he just snapped it right then and there.|
The hair stylist kept on commenting on how curly my hair was and how lucky I was to have such naturally curly hair. I just laughed and tried to explain that I have never had curly hair until this month. She didn't get it. Oh well.
I also went in to the gyno. on Friday. They basically took, what felt like, 1/2 of my blood away for testing. He is thinking it may be my thyroid, so that will be the first step.
If it is not that, he will do an ultrasound and look for cysts, polyps, and all sorts of fun stuff, and then keep going from there until we can hopefully figure out what the heck is going on.
In fact, I am supposed to be getting the test results back on my thyroid toady. I am, or was, awaiting the phone call. Too bad #4 got a hold of my phone and thought that sucking on the battery was oh, so much fun. My poor dead, non-functioning battery is now resting in a bag of rice trying to get all of the slobber sucked out of it. Guess, I won't be getting any phone calls any time soon. Yikes!
So there you have it. The curious workings of the human body. Who knows, according to the doctor, I may be a 400 pound brunette next month if this keeps up.