No sweat. I was out of there in 30 minutes, not counting the wait in the waiting room.

I had a couple hours until my next appointment - with the dentist, Dr. Knows My Dad - so I hopped in the car and headed to the mall. I dislike shopping, but I have birthdays coming up for a few folks in my life and I thought I could kill some time and scratch those errands off my list at the same time.

Well, no luck. I am a lousy shopper, as it turns out, because I found nothing for either of the two folks I needed to buy for.

I did manage to spend $20 at Bath & Body Works on Creamy Body Wash, because THAT is an excellent use of my hard earned funds. But, you know, it was ON SALE. $5, down from $9.50. BARGAIN. I ask you, how could I pass that up? (Still, I must confess that I am extraordinarily bitter about the fact that B&BW discontinued the Gardenia-scented Creamy Body Wash. I am settling, people, for scents like "Midnight Pomegranate" and "Wild Honeysuckle." I'm sure these are all great and stuff, but WHY? Why remove the lovely Gardenia? It's a tragedy. Truly.)

Anyway: appointment #2 was with dentist Dr. Knows My Dad: I've been having some pain and sensitivity around one of the teeth he filled a couple weeks back. He poked around in my mouth and sanded one of the fillings down slightly "to improve my bite" and stuck this stick with this really cold, dry-ice-like stuff on my tooth until I yelped because of the weird-cold-bad feeling, but ultimately he couldn't find anything wrong. (I also told him that that sort of behavior might get him bitten, but he insisted on sticking that stuff on several more teeth to see if THEY were sensitive too. SO. RUDE. I didn't bite him, because my momma raised me right, but I really wanted to. :-) Short of doing a root canal, there's nothing to be done but wait and see if the sensitivity I have goes away.

So it either goes away on its own, or I get a root canal. Shoot. THERE's something I'm looking forward to! Great.

And, last but not least, I went to see my primary care physician to talk about My Thyroid Problem. Yes, it is STILL a problem. Sigh. The problem is, my thyroid level was lower than the last time it was checked (which was higher than the first time I had it checked.) So no wonder I've been feeling so crappy the last month or so. Still, it seems odd that despite being on more than twice the Synthroid dose I was 8 weeks ago my thyroid levels are suddenly lower than they were then. I've been on the Tysabri now for about 6 weeks, which makes me wonder exactly what the connection is there?

The Good Doctor didn't say anything about my thyroid levels or issues with Tysabri and thyroid function, so I don't know if he just doesn't know (entirely possible given the newness of the drug) or what. At this point, I'm not sure it matters: I am in most other ways doing well, so my PCP wrote out a new prescription for an even higher dose of the hormone and sent me on my way. Hopefully it will help, but I go back in 6 weeks for a recheck.

Lather, rinse, repeat, right? I feel like I'm a hamster on a wheel. Next stop, MRI! (And in the meantime, does anyone have ideas for what I should get my mom for her birthday?)

I'm back at work tomorrow: I have this funny feeling it'll be a relief after a day of running around.