foot pain continues, dream of spiders and hair falling out, then got bloodwork with high tsh

My feet still hurt. They started hurting on August 16th.

For the second night in the past five there were spiders in my dream. Last night’s was this fantastically horrific transformation of giant spiders into other sprawling monsters. I wish I were an artist and were able to render such a thing.

Another part of last night’s dream was that my hair was coming out. It was just rubbing out and I was like bald on the sides so I decided to go with it and look punk rock. That was confusing.

I got my bloodwork back today from the physical that I had yesterday and everything was within range except for TSH, which was high. She said that could indicate hypothyroidism and I need to come in and do a full thyroid panel to make sure.

So I spent most of the day after that freaking out and reading everything I could about it. The bottom line is that it had better not be, because I am not interested in going on medication that I am not supposed to ever come off of.

Post edit 20201231 as I am going back and making some more blogs public that were private because who cares anymore: I just realized that this was yet another prophetic dream. Hair falling out is a symptom of hypothyroidism left untreated, but I did not know at the time of the dream.

dream: young Mom in business suit, storage, broken lamp on the floor

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Took a nap before work. Had a dream with Mom in it. She was young and wearing a business suit. I was with her. We went to a storage place where she had a bunch of stuff. It was a nicer storage place than others and it was different. It had lockers and a shower and mirrors and a counter, like somebody could go there even to take showers and bathe. The lady the first time at the storage place unlocked it for me and let me in and I saw the place. There were cameras and when I left I wanted to make sure it was locked so I checked with the office. The lady came out and asked me if I wanted to buy a thing and pointed to this basket of bell looking ornaments. I said no, even that it was only $1. I didn’t want it. I asked her what it was and she said it was a contest for her. I still didn’t buy it. Then I turned around back to Mom and I saw her again all dressed up in a business suit and so young. It was light blue or something like that. The next time I went into storage the lady had given Mom the key and she unlocked it. When I went inside that time I saw a broken lamp on the floor, made of glass. The lamp was not on and the lightbulb was intact but the lamp shade, which was glass, had broken a bit. I told whomever was behind me in there to watch out for that. Then I was asking Mom how to find such a place. She said it was different than like a storage but like a community living. I woke up slightly after that.

Several times recently I have dreamt of Mom as a younger lady. I am going to try to start recording my dreams in my journal again. I haven’t done so in a while. This only took me less than 10 minutes. The time is now 1506.