Thy Good, Thy Bad And Thy Ugly
I can’t remember when my relationship with you started to strain, but I can guess that is the way you would prefer it. I do remember not feeling like myself for awhile, like I, had won the symptoms lottery – but it was missing some zeros. So, I called on my good friend Google to find answers.
I followed my good friend Google’s instructions and went to my doctor with printouts and examples of all the symptoms I had. I got the same old song-and-dance as everyone else about how depressed I was and received a little piece of paper containing illegible handwritings for prescriptions to: “Get a Hobby and some anti-depression medication”.
I went home and immediately spent the next few hours crying and yelling about how depressed I wasn’t. I was so upset and frustrated, I threw my anti-depression meds in the trash. If I wasn’t depressed before – I was now.
I thought to myself, “I will show you, Dr. Anti-Depression Meds!” And promptly did what you, thyroid, wanted -NOTHING. I continued to get tired, gain weight and wished whatever was ailing me would correct itself and make me well. Because the doctor DID say it wasn’t my thyroid. Sigh.
Then I joined a boot camp at the gym (don’t laugh!). I needed to lose this weight somehow right? Well, after about 2 weeks of getting up at 5:00 AM and running in circles around the gym – you, thyroid, had finally had enough. I remember pushing myself to continue to run around the gym, but I simply couldn’t do it. I stopped, it was like I hit a brick wall. Thyroid you simply said “I can’t go anymore. I remember hearing my heart beating so loudly that I am sure all the others heard it, too. It was then that, I knew I had to do something. I couldn’t continue to live this way. I needed to see someone that could really help me. And I did – 1 GP, 3 Endo’s and a Holistic Doctor. Now, if you, thyroid will kindly step out of the way – I have some healing to do!
(Bio) Jody Turek, diagnosed sometime in 2000 (can’t or I choose not to remember). I sometimes blog when my Thyroid remembers to at Hypogirl.com. Never in my life would I have imagined suffering from an autoimmune disorder (Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis). But I am thankful to have found a great group of people, also suffering, that make me laugh. Laughter is the best medicine! Read more about Jody at her Blog, HypoGirl.