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About 4 Years Ago...

About 4 years ago I was diagnosed with Hyperthyroidism (Graves' Disease). Not long after my diagnosis, I had the Radioactive Iodine therapy to kill my thyroid. It was told to me that the only alternative was to have my thyroid surgically removed and not many doctors still do this. *I know better now.*

4 years later, it is still a struggle. 4 year later I am still under my endocrinologist's care and must see him every 6 months. 4 years later my medications are still being adjusted. 4 years later this shit still sucks.

I try not to complain. I recognize that I will have to take synthetic hormones for the rest of my life. I have now recognized that I also have accepted that I will be on the fluffier side (compared to my what used to be normal size). Unless I quit eating all the food that I love (I'm not doing that) and have a very strict exercise schedule. Have I told you that I also have exercise induced asthma? What does that mean? It means that the last time I really pushed myself to do it, I thought I was going to die because my lungs didn't work. This body hates me, I'm convinced.

Sigh. I know I have to do better. And I have been eating much better. I have been "Just Dancing," using my FitBit to sort of keep me on track and trying to run around with my kid. Y'all, I be tired. And I mean that just like I say it. By the time I get off work, cook dinner and wrangle my toddler, I am pooped. I go to bed not long after I put her to bed.

So 4 years later I tell you, my bones still ache, I still have trouble sleeping, I'm still getting medicine adjustments and I'm still tired. I've learned to operate under this new "normal" and I have gotten used to it. I had no other choice.

I take it one day at a time and try to make the best out of it. I'm encouraged by one of my coworkers who suffers from several autoimmune diseases and she is the healthiest person I know. She's awesome and I hope that one day I can be on her level. For today, I'm doing the best that I can. Maybe one day soon some little cloud full of energy and motivation will land on me and forever change my life LOL.

To anyone that deals with the ills of autoimmune diseases, I'm thinking of you and I share in your pain.



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