To the Graves or Not?
I am writing this letter to explain that I want you to cooperate with me and let me be a Mom. You started to make that very hard for me when I had my first daughter two years ago. You got all postpartum thyroiditis on me. I lost all my baby weight in a blink of an eye and everyone praised me for this, but I felt like hell. It wasn’t long before I gained some weight back, but I still felt off kilter.
It was not soon enough for you to fade away. I felt that I escaped your grip… But you decide to fight me again. This time after my second daughter was born you make me feel like you were killing me! You no longer tease me with PPT, you mean business as I suffer from hyperthyroidism.
We don’t even know if you are Graves yet.
My thyroid rips every ounce of energy, strength, and positive thinking from my being, I am constantly struggling with what you are doing to my body and my mind, and I really do not have the time to deal with you! I have two beautiful daughters and I just want to love them and give them a great life. Yet day in and day out, you stand in the way and you make me feel that I can’t.
Well, you are in my way!
You need to stop this!
And you are messing with the wrong person!
I will do whatever it takes. I know that you have not taken me down and I have been suffering for several months in your hyper grip.
I know you will haunt me throughout my life but it is now that you introduce yourself as the uncooperative thyroid, maybe someday we can once again work together, til then, my journey begins to get you fixed….
Written by: Kelli