I’ve always found it interesting that my family could tell by looking at me where my disease was at. Of course now that it’s mostly better that has changed- the residue is hard to pin down sometimes.

So much of what people describe here as having to be there for their family and putting their own stuff on hold sounds like stuff my wife says. I wonder about the juxtaposition of thyroid problems and feminist issues sometimes. Being a self absrobed insensitive male, I don’t let my families happiness or my friends sensibilities get in the way of my talking about my disease, whether they want to hear it or not.

Zari