Actually, it’s been back since Wednesday evening. It may have been on for hours before we noticed, since we were reading contentedly in the living room with our head lamps on and all the light switches off. But finally I saw the glowing lights on the wireless whatchamacallit and figured it out. What a relief! But really, we spent only four days without power, and some people are still out and looking at the middle of next week until they are back, so I won’t complain. As far as power outages go, we were living in the lap of luxury, with our hot running water and coffee shop with wireless within easy walking distance. And now we have a full refrigerator again and the ability to charge our phones at home. Yay!
This has been an odd week for lots of reasons — the power outage, of course, but also school started on Wednesday, so I had to try to get in the right mindset for that, when really I could only think about power outages. And then today I got word from my doctor that I am now hypothyroid and need to take a thyroid supplement. This is actually good news, of sorts, as crazy as that sounds. I knew I was heading toward hypothyroidism eventually, so it’s a relief to finally get here, and now I can start taking my medicine and be done with the waiting. I’ll be taking thyroid supplements for the rest of my life (barring an apocalypse that makes them no longer available, which does worry me sometimes), so I might as well get on with it. In the meantime, I’m feeling a little tired and draggy and unmotivated, but I’m still functional and should soon have my normal energy back.
The thing that interests me about all this thyroid stuff is that my bike has been a reliable indicator of thyroid health, or lack of it, from the very beginning. I’m much more in tune with my body and what I am feeling physically on my bike than off it, partly because I wear a heart rate monitor when I ride and I know pretty much what my heart rate should be at any particular time. When my heart rate skyrocketed on bike rides back in the summer of 2007 when I first got sick, I knew something was wrong, and I’ve picked up on changes in my thyroid levels from riding several times since then. Over the last couple weeks, my heart rate has been consistently low, which I thought meant hypothyroidism, and it turns out I was right. I would have eventually figured it out without the riding, but it would have taken me much longer. Thank goodness for cycling!
Fortunately through all this, I’ve had plenty of time to read. I’m nearing the end of the Little House on the Prairie series and may finish the ninth and last book tonight. I’ll be sad to see it end. I also finished up Laura Miller’s The Magician’s Book, which was great, and raced through Lauren Slater’s wonderful and very odd memoir Lying. I’ve also gone to two different library sales and come home with something like eight new books. Yippee! I think I’ll close this post with a list of my new books:
- Sarah Caudwell’s The Sybil in Her Grave (the fourth in this series),
- Anita Brookner’s Falling Slowly,
- Edith Wharton’s Old New York (a collection of novellas),
- Murial Spark’s Memento Mori,
- Lorrie Moore’s A Gate at the Stairs,
- Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall,
- Wilkie Collins’s The Law and the Lady,
- Colm Toibin’s Brooklyn.
I am hoping to come around and visit my usual blog haunts soon. In the meantime, have a great weekend!