I must admit that since you attempted your hostile take over, I have not looked at the world quite the same. , Luckily, I have come to meet others of like disease who realize that venting and laughter *are* the best medicine. They are also quite a talented and artistic bunch.
I was on my way to work when a song came on the radio–and I realized that so many songs remind me of you and what you have done to me. So, thyroid, this one’s for you:
(To the tune of Purple Haze)
|Thyroid haze all in my brain
Lately things just don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
‘Scuse me while I start to cry
Thyroid haze all around
Don’t know if I’m comin’ up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that gland put a spell on me
Help me help me
Oh no no… no
Thyroid haze all in my eyes
Don’t know if it’s day or night
You’ve got me blowin, blowin my mind
Is it morning and take my Synthroid time?
No, help me aw yeah! oh no no oh help me…