Friday, 21 August 2015

Better Than Yesterday.

It was about three months ago when I got a call from my DSN asking me what thyroid tablets I'm on.

"I'm not on any thyroid tablets," I replied.

"Really? Well your thyroid function test has come back abnormal. It's nothing to panic about, but because we don't have a baseline for you, I'd like you to get another blood test in six weeks."

"Okay," I responded, not really sure what to say. I hung up the phone, closed my office door and had a little cry. At 22 years old, another health condition wasn't what I was looking for. My manager walked in during my pity party. I have no doubt he regrets that - once I've cried on someone once, I have no fear about crying on them again. Not that I knew it then, but it would happen a lot more over the coming weeks.

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The office door ended up closed a lot more. I always used to be an open-door-kind-of-girl, but for some reason I just didn't want to deal with people. Closing the door stopped the traffic of people I often encountered (and used to love), and I could focus on other jobs.

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Loss of interest came next. I lost my patience with people quickly, continued to hide away, if not in my office, in my manager's office or at the cafe on camp. Comfort eating became a regular thing. 

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Then came the official diagnosis. Underactive thyroid and to start on Thyroxine.

"Have you had any symptoms at all?" my DSN asked. "Tiredness, lethargic?"

"Not that I've noticed."

"Maybe we've caught it before it becomes symptomatic then. So get started on those meds asap!"

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It was the week between diagnosis and starting medication that I crumbled. I felt broken, disconnected, disengaged and a whole load of other things. I phoned my DSN and asked if an underactive thyroid can mess with your head. Because although I had no physical symptoms, my head was all over the place, and as far as I was concerned it had come out of no where. I completely broke down.

"I know we spoke about the physical symptoms, but can a thyroid problem mess with your headspace? Because I don't feel like me. I feel broken. And I don't know what to do...You know what, I'd actually take my diabetes diagnosis all over again over this. At least then I still felt like me. Symptoms were physical and I could explain them. But this I can't. And it's shit."

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My best friend is a smart one. She can read me through a text message. Sometimes, it's annoying, other times I'm thankful for it. This time, I was incredibly thankful for it. We went out shopping, had some dinner, I voiced what I could explain. She didn't pry further, just let me disclose what I wanted.

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I started taking thyroxine tablets. One 100mcg tablet a day, at 8.30am, half an hour before breakfast. It sounds really stupid, but taking them gave me hope. Hope that this was the beginning of me being me again. I knew it wouldn't be immediate, but it was a starting point. Because feeling the way I did sucked big time.

"By my birthday,"

"What?" my manager asked.

"By my birthday is when I want to start feeling like me again. My DSN said the tablets will take a couple of weeks to kick in, my birthday is in three and a half. So that's what I'm shooting for."

He smiled and left the office.

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"How are you doing today?"

"Better than yesterday. And that's all I can ask for," I said with a genuine smile.

"I knew you'd make it. Happy birthday, my dear."

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Not feeling like myself meant I didn't want to write here. I took the break from this blog (and social media in general) so that I could figure things out. I wasn't ready to share, and I wasn't going to bullcrap on this blog and pretend that everything was a-okay.

Today, however, I feel better than yesterday, and better than the day before that. And that really is all I can ask for. 

1 comment:

  1. OMG! I actually blogged about how too much insulin can lead to hypothyroidism just the other day and then 2 seconds ago, I saw your tweet! I won't hold you to it, but do read my blog post, it talks in detail about how too much insulin can lead to adrenal fatigue and result in hypothyroidism in people with type 1 diabetes. Now personally, I'm against all (unnecessary) drugs and prefer to live the most natural lifestyle I possibly can and stay healthy so I won't need drugs that might do more harm than good; and I really really really urge you to read up on the meds your doctor put you on for hypothyroidism, because even though I'm not familiar with the drug, I know there isn't one drug on this planet that doesn't come with a huge long list of messed up side effects than can really mess you up! So, please do yourself a favor and look up the drug he put you on and weigh the pros and cons: taking the pill versus taking better care of your diabetes and overall health so you won't need so much insulin and I bet if you do better with the diabetes management, and keep your blood sugar stable, that will greatly impact your hypothyroidism, seeing as you're still in the honeymoon stages with THAT! Please, for you, not for anyone else, don't give in to doctors who just want to push more drugs on you; the mental anguish you're going through is the affect of one drug talking (too much insulin), and now before you even researched it, you'll all for taking another (harmful) drug that just taking better care of your diabetes and health can help! Here's my blog post on How too much insulin leads to hypothyroidism : . I wish you all the best! Feel better soon! :-)