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Oh, Thyroid, Its Cocktail Time — Whoop-Whoop — Not

Post Published: 21 October 2010
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Category: Dear Thyroid Letters
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Dear Thyroid,

I know you’re having a hard time of it lately, but dammit, you’re making me crazy here!  (Literally) Today, I feel half-alive for the first time in a week.  I’m dragging around like a zombie, but at least I’m dragging.  Yesterday when I went out into the back yard to see what the dog was barking at, I realized that, OMG, I miss my backyard!  I’ve become far too intimate with the bed for any normal, sane person.  I’m also feeling on the positive side of the see-saw today.  People at work actually commented on it.  I was feeling so depressed, I didn’t realize Irritable Male Syndrome had turned me into a nasty Mr. Hyde.  No wonder the dog is acting skittish.  (Must! Resist! Urge! To! Smash! Things! And! Growl!)

Normally I’m quite sympathetic to your plight, your victimhood.  But we all have our limits….

Anyway, I think I’ve discovered a little secret of yours.  I know this is horribly unhealthy and lowbrow, but the other day I said to myself “Dammit, I feel so horrible… like the walking dead… that I need a beer! … and chips… and green bean casserole… and to call my mother.”

So, I called my mother, and I drank four beers, (not at the same time) (but I didn’t get any chips, and I was too aggravated by the whole fuckin everything to cook a casserole).  But lah-dee-dah, four beers later I felt better than I’d felt in a week.  You’re a “little alky”, as they say.  Well, that’s good to know.  Now, I know how to placate you when you decide to take time off again without first asking my permission.

But don’t expect this to become a pattern.  I know better. I won’t allow you a crutch.  Buck it up and work hard like the rest of us.  Take a clue from Brain if you have to… he never stops working (not even when you stop delivering the gas).

Not your friend today,

Mike

(Bi0) Mike is 37 years old and has nobody-knows-why hypothyrodism, since at least January 2000.  He never liked roller coasters as a child, and so finds it terribly sadistic that his thyroid would be taking him on a metabolic/emotional one right now. Follow Mike on Twitter!

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5 Responses to “Oh, Thyroid, Its Cocktail Time — Whoop-Whoop — Not

  1. Linny says:

    Hi Mike~
    I’m sorry we’ve met this way, but welcome! We need your point of view here. You have written a great share letter. Thank you.
    I haven’t been able to cook either. I used to enjoy making a nice hot dinner for my husband. He’s so good about it, he is my best friend. I get to the end of the day and I have nothing left. It takes me all day to relax. I’m a Graves suffer who let them use the radition on my goiter. Now left without my thyroid I rely on a “pill” to make me feel human. Sometimes I still get hyper and tremer in my hands.
    It sucks doesn’t it. Everybody with these various thyroid issues can relate to you in some area, or all.
    As a man, what can I tell my husband who is willing to listen to explain what this feels like in “mens words”. He has to roll with me on this ride. He loves me and is my only family member that truely supports me.
    I know I’m lucky to have him. my best to you, Linny

  2. Amanda says:

    Mike!

    My thyroid issue / graves disease made me crave alcohol for the first time in about 20 years. I had a nice few months of having a drink or two, or a bit of wine. It didn’t help, but oh how I craved it. I assumed it was stress and that I had broken down and decided to lose myself in the “drink”. It isn’t that… because after I started treatment [meds], the craving disappeared completely, and I am back to having the idea of drinking alcohol make me sick. Now, reading your letter, I wonder if there is some connection or if I just wanted to have a drunken summer. 🙂

    Here’s to you indulging and feeling a bit better for it. I think we end up restricting ourselves soooo much that we feel pain in just doing that. It is ok to indulge a bit.

    Be well,
    Amanda

  3. Monica says:

    Mike,

    Enjoyed reading your letter. Sorry you are suffering like most of us gals here but it’s nice to know a guy’s perspective. (I’m not forgetting about you, HD!)

    Lately all I think about are cupcakes. I have to tear myself away from stores and bakeries that have cupcakes. I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop if I have one so I have none. After reading Amanda’s reply, maybe I need to have my meds checked so the craving will stop.

    It’s nice to meet you and thanks for sharing!

    ☮ ♥
    Monica

  4. Giulia says:

    HI Mike,

    Oh how I hear you! Yes for me alcohol helps, especially with the goitre that is choking me. It seems to ease it but at what cost, I don’t want to turn into an ‘alky’ either just to ease my damn thyroid!!!
    This really sucks, and I really feel for what you are going through. We cannot give up and must fight all the way, otherwise if we let our thyroids stop us from living our life, then life is not worth living.
    Be strong and know there are sooo many of us who understand and letters like yours help us also.
    My best wishes to you
    Giulia

  5. Hannah says:

    It isn’t alcohol that I crave it’s anything sweet or salty. Foods in between don’t taste like anything at all. But a bag of chips will put me over the moon with joy! Maybe should add a nice, icy cold, salty rita!

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