Thyroid panels run every 6 months and all normal. Here is my last 1.5 years in what makes me think it’s stress:
Nov 2020: weight 204. I injure my shoulder and stop weight lifting to heal it.
Dec 2020: weight 207. My mom gets sick with Covid. We are on calls with the doctors several times a day. My dad gets Covid also. We take care of my Dad remotely by dropping him off food while my mother deteriorates in the hospital and dies on the 31st. We are still isolated as a family.
Jan 2021: weight 210. I make all the arrangements for my mother, and we bury her on the 2nd. We decide my dad will move in with me. We already have my father-in-law, my wife, an infant, and a 9-year-old son, so we plan to add onto the house. We begin cleaning out my father’s house. He was living in very poor conditions for a while apparently. My mother wasn’t well enough for a long time to really clean, and nothing had been done since she got sick.
Feb 2021: weight 213. my shoulder is still injured, but I start physical therapy remotely We struggle to get vaccinations despite numerous health conditions. We clear my father’s house more a bit every weekend. The house had so much stuff in it—hoarding tendencies. We throw most of it out. My mother’s dogs find a new and good home. My father he officially moves in with us.
March 2021: weight 215. My father in law suffers an aortic rupture at home. His life is saved because of a complication (fusing of the artery with a vein) that makes his full recovery impossible. We have huge fights with my wife’s family over misconceptions about what happened to their father. Words come out that scare my father about continuing to live with us. We start getting vaccinated as a family. We fix my father’s house now that it is clear and put it up for sale.
April-June 2021: weight 218. We aren’t good with my wife’s family fully. We do family counseling, but they all quit. My father-in-law recovers to be functional, but his complication means he can’t ever be fully treated. We begin plans on the home addition. The architect creates the plans, and we hire a builder. I get two surgeries in June: lasik at the beginning of the month and a vasectomy at the end.
July-August 2021: weight 218. I learn that doctors lie about vasectomies. The recovery is often not simple. I’m in a lot of pain, but not in a “pain” way—very odd and unique feeling. I have dry eye from lasik and am up all night putting in drops always. Construction starts, but is very slow. There are screw ups, and our house floods twice—luckily nothing is lost.
September-December 2021: weight 222. My eyes are a bit better. Vasectomy only has lingering periods of aching. My son is pulled from school to be homeschooled because of his immune issues until vaccinated. We take care of the baby without any help. I have the kids in the morning. My wife has them in the evening. Somehow we also work full time each. My oldest son goes back to school in the middle of December after being vaccinated. My shoulder has healed 90% now. I start light weight lifting. I have an aortic aneurysm also, so I don’t ever lift heavy weights anyway. With my son vaccinated we mix households with my sister’s family and my dad’s friends indoors for the first time in 19 months. My youngest son shows abnormal immune blood work, but it isn’t indicative yet of anything except future asthma. Construction is delayed months off plan due to poor planning and lack of labor. Every week, the work that needs to be done just extends another week.
January 2022: weight 224. I begin cardio workouts also 3 times a week now and restart alternate-day eating. Construction is still ongoing. The main worker who was going to do finishing and then internal renovations goes to Venezuela for 3 weeks, returns, and has been sick since. The manager’s family member gets Covid, and we have 1 person doing the finishing for pretty much the whole time… internal work delayed starting even though the schedule says it would be done now. Likely we won’t be done until April!
With all these major life-altering events, injuries, and surgeries, and then living in a construction zone out of boxes while caring for two children who both were full-time at home (educating one fully) and taking care of two distinct seniors……it’s just too much to stay healthy