Back to work blues

Back to work in the morning following a sunny weekend spent mostly on the road heading to, then from, my parent’s new house in the country. Chatting with my mother, she told me about a first cousin (who I haven’t seen since childhood) who was also diagnosed with Graves some years ago and she opted not to follow up with any treatment. Nothing at all. I should add she’s also Schizophrenic so I imagine Graves doesn’t seem that big a deal to her. She’s also living in a small redneck village with limited professional medical resources let alone specialists near by. I hope she doesn’t regret her choice later. Tomorrow I’m going for a blood test which will see if the medication is doing anything so far and I’m going to try to convince my sister to go get her blood tested too.

I’m taking an oath here and now not to get too stressed this week…lots of politics and intrigue at the new job…but I am going to try and stay serene and rise above. Good freakin’ luck to me!