Thyroid Queen Contest Entry: Written by Anna
“My Image of My Disease”
I wait and wonder as the black hole in my neck sucks the energy from my life. It takes time and joy away from my children. It steals the last bits of romance from my already stale marraige. No one really knows what’s deep down in there, no matter who’s science we use to scan my curious gland. Multiple nodules; some hot and some cold. They squeeze my throat like an oh so gentle gag. Will it all go away with surgery or will I have to fight it forever? No one can tell me. I have no answers for now. It’s only a black hole.