Dear Thyroid^TM

Dear Thyroid,

I’d love to know where you being hyper ends, and the actual stress begins. Where the overmedication ends and the legitimate weight gain begins (or conversely, where the undermedication ends and the legitimate weight loss begins). Where the eye symptoms you bring along end, and the strain due to too many hours at a computer end begins…and so on, and so on.

Your influence over just about everything a 30-year old gal wants to keep in check (weight, energy, fertility, hair, stress and anger levels) really drives me nuts some days. And I know I don’t have it that bad.  Blood tests tell me you’re only a little off-kilter.  My doctors are all interested in getting me healthy and happy, and in working with me to determine the best course of treatment.  My husband and parents are understanding that until you’re back in line, our plans to start a family are on hold and I’m bound to be “irrational” now and then.

In the whole realm of bad thyroids, I’ve got it good.

So should I thank you for that?  Because I don’t really feel like it. I’d love to stop second-guessing myself, my thoughts and my body. I’d like to go back to not having to wonder if I’m stressed, or tired, or angry, or if it’s you coming through.  Hopefully, someday soon, you’ll let me.

Lori

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Bio: I’m a computer engineer thankful for the internet and the information it provides. I’m 30 years old with a loving husband and a wonderful puppy.  My hyperthyroid/Graves’ Disease was diagnosed in November 2008, and I’m patiently trying different drugs and different dosages until a magical combination kicks in.

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Written by Lolly (Graves Disease/Hyperthyroidism)

My ThyLolly sucks, you made my heart go beat-box.

You were as sweet as sugar, you little fucking bugger

Ha ho my ThyLolly sucks,

Now you had to leave me,

Because it really grieves me,

You left me all fucked up.

I hate ya, I hate ya, I hate ya so,

That I want you to know

I need ya, I need ya, I needed ya so

That I had to let you go

My ThyLolly sucks, you made my heart go beat-box

You set my body on fire, You left me with no desire,

My ThyLolly sucks, my ThyLolly sucks.

Love thylolly

Dear Thyroid,

I was really FURIOUS when you turned on me and flipped my life upside down. It’s been one hell of a crazy ride with you these last years. There’s also the misfortune of the terror reigned on my friends and family due to my thyroid madness! But, even with all of the pandemonium I must say I am very thankful, Thyroid of mine, for the wonderful people you have brought into my life. I would not have met or had contact with several lovely souls if you hadn’t assaulted me.

I’m a forty-five year old woman post-RAI with autoimmune Grave’s Disease. After three years of madness I am still here and gradually improving everyday with the support of my fellow “Thy-mmunity.”

I was feeling thankful today. That’s all I really wanted to say.

Julia

Fuck you TED

Get out of my head

I want you dead

Fuck you TED

TED you suck

You have no purpose

You piece of shit

You make me miserable

You make me hideous

You make me mad

You make me sad

You sorry, no-good disease

Why don’t you die already

You fucking no-good pain in the eye?

You need to be buried

far beneath the earth

leave use humans alone

we are all beautiful

and just as ugly without you

You are not a necessity

You are not wanted

You are not welcome

Fuck you TED

I wish you were dead

Fuck you TED get out of my head

I want you dead.

I will stop you TED.

This is MY head, not yours

I will drown you in flaxseed oil

I will smother you with tea bags and ice

I will numb you before you go

but the point is TED that you suck

and you will leave even if i have to call in a scalpel

and sutures.

So its your choice go peacefully and quickly

or you will be forcefully removed.

This I promise you TED

UGH

Fuck you TED.