I spent a few weeks massively fatigued and light-headed, with that just-can't-get-started feeling all day. This coincided with the weird neurological event, which was shortly after massive stress that caused my weight to drop again, from ~107 to ~101.
An unusual thing about my doctor visit for the neurological thingie - he was walking another patient out and saw me, so he fetched me back and we went straight into discussion. I had my vitals done after he left, so he never saw that my blood pressure, usually 100/70, was 85/55.
And at my neurologist appointment the next week, it was similarly low - and my heart rate was 60, which is atypically low for me. And I was highly stressed at the time, because new neurologist. So it really should've been higher than usual.
I was brainfoggy enough that it took me like another week to put this all together, then call my doctor: "Hey, my meds were prescribed when I was like 130 pounds. I'm at like 102 right now. I think I am overdosing? Because these things are all symptoms of extreme low blood pressure and relative bradycardia? Even possibly the seizure-ish thing?"
Which was nerve-wracking, because I'm already on a very low dose of the beta blockers - if that was too much, the next step would be cardiac ablation, and even a little heart Procedure is scary. But! I have managed to put some weight back on, and I am back to "normal", and my doctor agrees that I was totally right.
So. I just can't go below ~105 ever again. (Not that I want to.)
Semi-related, and related to Monday stuff: it is actually quite possible that I'm alive today because I've been on beta blockers since 2005. So hey thanks big stressor of 2005!