It’s been a week since I found out the news and day 3 of medication. It has been a wild ride since trying to wrap my head around it all. Too many things to learn and factor into every decision I make going forward is daunting. The worst of it of course is figuring out the diet.

I won’t give diet advice on this blog as it varies for everyone. But trying to find the secret sauce to not feeling like crap or wanting to pass out has been the worst of it. I’ve cut the obvious stuff last week (non-diet sodas and candy) but even stuff that should be fine is wiping me out. It’s likely adjusting to medication but jebus it’s not been an easy week.

I was told by my all but adopted mother that it’s a marathon not a sprint, that it will take time and trial and error. But in time it will go from earth shattering to mild annoyance. I have my doubts but I trust her advice and guidance. I am also down 5 pounds in a week which is concerning me some.

To say this is a wild ride is an understatement. Trying to sort through the noise, find the truth and even figure out what will work in my case is a heavy lift. I never realized just how much bullshit health advice is out there, even on reputable sites. Guess this is the state of the interwebs these days. Makes me pine for the early days to say the least. Granted you still couldn’t trust everything you read but at least it wasn’t loaded with hundreds of sites all hoping for a click and a wee bit of ad revenue.

For now I will carry forward with the hope that things improve soon and the plan to figure it out. Spirits are pretty high, I know it’s not a death sentence by any means, but I expect some lows in the coming weeks. More on that later.