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Some Good News: Troubleshooting and Mega Potassium Source

Figuring out my endo problems has been hard. Palpitations can be caused by too much or too little potassium, magnesium, iron, adrenaline and T3 (thyroid hormone). Having experimented with the first three, I think I still have too much T3 in my system. That, and I felt a lot better a week ago after taking a break from taking it, then cutting my dose in half.

Back when my adrenals were low, eating more carbohydrate made me feel better. It doesn't now. Another sign that the problem is too much T3.

Lab tests last week showed almost everything was normal: iron, magnesium, potassium, hemoglobin, and various kidney functions. My fasting glucose was high, though (106); I'm hoping it's because I was in some distress.

I'm also hoping that getting my iron straightened out will help downstream functions of adrenals and thyroid. I went about things backwards: first (says Nora Gedgaudas), it's iron, which affects adrenals, which affects thyroid. There's more to it than that, but those are the main players in my case. Upping magnesium and potassium has also made me feel better. I'm no longer lying down after bringing laundry up from the basement, but I'm glad it's winter and I don't have to mow the lawn.

There's finally a decent potassium source on the market: keto electrolyte mixes with 1,000 mg per serving. Yay--I don't have to eat potato chips to get plenty of potassium anymore.

As a result of cutting back carbs--I might as well, since they don't make me feel better--I can fit into pants I that haven't fit in several months. And since taking adrenal hormones, dairy doesn't give acne. I've been enjoying homemade quiche and tortilla soup with sour cream. 

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