Hashimoto, It’s Time We Had A Heart to Thyroid
My Dear Cunning Hashimoto Thyroid. You are a master of disguise, but I know who you are. You took hold of me and now will not let go, but you try to hide. You have fooled the doctors but you cannot fool me. The degrees of pain in which you have a hold on me are relentless but yet you pretend to be someone else.
The numbers you feed the doctors, oh yes, make them tell me it is not you. They believe you. But I know it is you. I will humour you and them, yes I will have test after test but I know it will come back to you. Oh could you be lupus, or rheumatoid arthritis or a myriad of other auto immune diseases? No my dear friend. I know it is you. You are dying, yes from that you cannot hide from them and so you remind me every day with your hands around my throat, but I am not killing you. I do not want you to die, won’t you please release your grip? I feed you that pill every day to ease your dying days, so you don’t have to work so hard, but you do not relent. In turn you barrage me with illness, tiredness and pain. Why do you treat me so?
I will fight you every day, but I do not want to fight you. I too have to fight the doctors, for you are making me do so. I have no other illness than you, it is proven. So, they ask, what do you think is wrong with you? It is you, I tell them. My thyroid. Every symptom, every waking moment. But they tell me you should not be making me feel this way, you are in normal range. What is your normal range? Can you tell me? No of course you can’t, you only speak in terms of making me feel this way. You are no help.
Oh yes you do give me the odd day off, may I thank you? But it is not the whole day, as if you have been on a day trip, only to return, hi honey I’m home! Welcome back, I knew you wouldn’t be gone for long. I push on, trying to ignore you. I have so much to do, so much I want to do. I wonder can I ignore you for long before you bring me to the point of total, utter exhaustion.
We will see how you are faring with more tests and ultrasounds for that one nodule you are harbouring. Have you got worse? We know you will never get better, and for that I am sorry. And worried. Life without you? I don’t know. So for now we carry on, the daily fight. But you will not beat me, I will not cower to your abuse, I know it is the Hashimoto’s and you cannot help it. We will one day convince the doctors it is you after all, I’m sure. I wonder how it is they are well aware of your existence and yet still say it is not you.
They know you are dying, but refuse to acknowledge what you put me through. How did you get so clever? Or is it they are just too blind? Yes of course, for you are my friend, dear thyroid, aren’t you?
(Bio) Hi my name is Giulia Conibear, 33 years old. I live in Victoria, Australia with my husband. Originally from the Uk we emigrated 3 years ago. Have only this year (May) been diagnosed with hashimoto’s thyroiditis.
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