Finally — my journey toward a hypothyroidism diagnosis

Well, well, well…it seems I may have found the right person to consult for hypothyroidism treatment. The general practitioner who didn’t seem to give a whit about it in fall of last year and dismissed my concerns WAS wrong and it turns out I SHOULD be on medication. I have EVERY single one of the symptoms of hypothyroidism. I *knew* there was something wrong all along. Pays to do research and ask questions. Just goes to show YOU know your body better than strangers do.
I’m anxious to get started on the journey to wellness. For all those well-meaning (?) people who gave me shit about never being able to lose enough weight in my life (to make THEM feel better about themselves, I suppose), you can SUCK it. Turns out there was a REASON why I could never reach *your* Holy Grail of perfection. My body was working against me!
I remember being 135 lbs when I was a teenager and being told I was still too fat, and then having a lecture about everything on my plate. It was humiliating.
There was also a time when a friend decided to bring up the subject one day at an eating establishment and started loudly discussing it, flat-out putting me on the spot. I was mortified and my husband was furious. We couldn’t believe someone could lack that much tact. Great that YOU weigh 115, but I don’t and haven’t for a long time. And guess what? There was a reason. I never forgot that moment, either.
Am I sensitive over this issue? Yes, I am. Because I get pissed when people ASSUME things about you, your body, and your life without knowing what they’re talking about.
The only people who get to say anything about my big boobs, big ass, or extra padding is ME or my husband — and my husband LIKES women who have more padding, thanks very much.
Anyway, just a rant here. My advice is to keep your mouth shut in such circumstances. A lot of women — and some men — have a hard time doing that, unfortunately.
Sorry this turned into a vent, but it’s been a long time coming. And yes, I feel better now that I’ve gotten it off my chest.
My worth comes from what’s INSIDE me, and not how attractive or unattractive YOU think I am. Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. You may be pretty or handsome on the outside, but you also have work to do on the inside just like the rest of us.
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2 thoughts on “Finally — my journey toward a hypothyroidism diagnosis

  1. Laura says:

    My Mom has hyperthyroid. She lost a lot of weight and was kind of happy about it then. But, it can also be very hard on the body, especially the heart. She had the iodine treatment but it did not get the balance. So she takes pills for it, to keep her thyroid balanced. That was years ago. My litttle sister was diagnosed this year and has had less trouble. A shame you had trouble getting diagnosed, Bev. It can be very serious if not looked after. Quite likely you will fee much less run down once they get it balanced out for you. Good luck lady. I think of you far more often than I pop in here or there and actually see what you are up to. The offer on Facebook is real. If you ever do want to get away you are welcome here.

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    • Thank you so much, Laura. I really appreciate that! I truly do. 😉 Yes, it’s a shame the hassle you have to go through to get some help with thyroid issues. It’s cruel and, as you said, it’s very serious if it’s not taken care of. Good luck to you as well, and I love hearing from you!

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