Tests run by the PCP came back pretty normal. Some numbers a little high, others a little low but signifing nothing except perhaps I was a little dehydrated, not a snocker since it took ages; the lab was backed up and only had 1 worker. Except I had low iron again. My iron is always low.

I am seeing the pdoc tomorrow morning. I have got to get my weight a bit higher on the scale, or even he will freak out. He has not weighed me before, but he’s got a giant doctor’s scale in his office, so he certainly can ask to weigh me. I wonder if I can tell him the same number from last week. It would probably be close if I didn’t constantly dehydrate myself taking God awful long runs in the heat. It takes a couple days for the fluids to recover even though I drink so much water afterwards.

Probably should not run any tomorrow. It is a school day for my daughter, work for hubby (teaches high school). Between waking them, packing lunches, the usual chores of taking care of the cats, dishes, my daughter’s breakfast, there is not that much time to run in the morning. Ugh! And I made a 9:30 AM appt., not much time to run after dropping my daughter off at school, considering it takes 30, 35 min to drive to the pdoc, and I would want to get cleaned up beforehand too. Maybe I won’t run tomorrow, but I hate taking all this time off from running.

Finances being so tight sucks. My husband may have a better paying job in January, but IDK, the same place promised it would happen this month and it never did.

I think my daughter’s school counselor is going to put me in touch with some sort of social advocate. God, I have given up hope on getting any help with finances, therapy, occupational therapy for my daughter, clothing for my daughter (hard to get with her sensory issues), meal planning, budgeting (especially budgeting), pretty much everything... I guess we’ll see.