DEAR THYROID^TM

In today’s COD’s, I thought I would take a moment and share a few thoughts with you. Gee, Katie, don’t you do that every day?! Yes, I know. I adore you all so dearly that sometimes, I think I need to chime in with a few sentiments to make sure that we’re all on the same page and copacetic.

We celebrate freedom of speech (save religion and politics), as you know. We want you to say whatever is on your mind, even if that’s using colorful language. We’re all so strong in our opinions, WHICH I LOVE, and wouldn’t trade for all the bagels in Brooklyn. We’re more than a community, we’re a thyamily, for better or worse, that’s what we are. At times, if feathers get ruffled, just like in families, we talk it out and proactively problem solve — Just like families do. I love this thyamily more than you know. There is very little I wouldn’t do for the greater good of this thyamily. What’s even more spectacular is that YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY. I couldn’t adore you more for it. You have the moxie to email me and say “Katie, I feel…” LOVE YOU FOR THAT. You have the moxie to stand up and say “YES. NO. MAYBE SO.” etc. etc. etc.

Never change. Please be yourselves. We don’t have that many guidelines, just a few. If you happen to see one of us pop in and state a DearThyroid.org disclaimer, please know that we have the very best intentions. We always think of the greater good.

Dear Thyroid is OUR HOME. It’s our place to say anything and to feel safe in doing so.

Love and Gratitude

Me

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Thyroid Cancer, I Own Your Gland Now Baby! – This Dear Thyroid™ Letter is so fierce, it’s on fire. I think my toes were singed with flames of joy.  I, like you, felt so proud of B for being as brazen and ferocious about kicking thyroid cancers ass as you were. The outpouring of love and support, and humor was overwhelming. If you missed her letter, please catch it.

Excerpt: “In short, if I were you I’d start putting my affairs in order. Run and hide if you think that might be fun, but you are up against somebody who has just given her last fuck, and you don’t want to be there when the shit jumps off.”

Comment of the day…

@misti_hope says:

Keep up the fight, B. I’m here as an example that you can beat thyroid cancer and live a healthy long life.

I loved your post.

Fat Thigh-Roid Woes: Disjointed Mumbo Thigh-Jumbo, written by Nicole Wells was a beautiful installation about how discombobulated Graves disease makes her feel and how sometimes; you just don’t know if you’re on spin or rinse. Her bravery shined through and many rallied, so thanks. Please read this week’s column and connect with Nicole in comments. Share your Graves raves and Graves rants with her, too.

Excerpts: “The two items I couldn’t live without were baby powder and cotton underwear. I powdered my entire body to be the first line of defense, and even powdered the inside of my clothes.  Have you ever seen a pair of white chalky flip flops?  I walked around looking like a cocaine deal had gone awry.  I did my best to ignore the paste that occurs when sweat overpowers the powder – by that point I was in my car and driving to my 2nd shower of the day.”

Comment of the day…

jillautumn says:

Having both Graves and Hashis has made my thermometer malfuction in the most dificult of ways, so after clearing the smoke from short-circuiting I understand completely. The heat kills me, but the cold does as well. I thought I had started going through menopause at the ripe old age of 23 because I would have to stick my head in the nearest freexer to get some relief. My mother in law bought me a hand held fan for my purse. How sad is that? I go from feeling like someone lit a fire up my ass to feeling like I could shit ice is you paid me too. I have to take a change of clothes with me wherever I go because I never know what to expect from my body. I dress for excessive heat and extreme cold with hardly anything in between and I am constantly accusing someone in my house of screwing with the thermostat. I feel for every stinking one of us on this issue.

When I am having a rough time, which is all the time, i turn to my husband. He is my rock, the only one more educated than me on what I am going through becuase he took the time to find out. Although I may not always want to be comforted, he does it anyways. He is with me at all my appointments, has taken me for all my tests and goes to bat for me with family and friends who don’t care to understand. I could not do this without him. My children are what I get up in the morning for. All three of them are affected by some medical disorder or another. What kind of role model would I be if I just gave up. I never want them to to even contemplate that as an option. I have taught them to fight in life for the things are are important and that you have to work the hardest for the things that matter most. I think that your health is no exception. Its taken me some time to figure that out.

Thanks for the post. You deserve the right to be crabby!!

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