It’s been FAR to long since my last blog. I’m working on changing that.
Yes, you read that correctly. I said F U hypothyroid and Hashimotos.
Fall 2007. I can’t remember the exact date. I’m not surprised on that. This disease messes with your brain. Fall 2007 is when I got them awesome news that I have hypothyroidism. I actually thought it was something worse. Little did I really know, the sentence I was given was just as bad and lasts my lifetime. I call it a sentence because sometimes I feel like I’m chained, enslaved, or in prison. This disease controls me. It controls what happens to my body. It messes with almost every system in my body. I’m not going to get all technical and doctor like here. That might be something I do later on. No. I am not a doctor but I do play one when it comes to my own health.
Here are some things I have learned the hard way along the way with this dis-ease. Doctors are “practicing medicine” and “what works for some doesn’t work for all”. Hard truths.
Let’s get back to my life sentencing. “Maureen, you will be on medication for the rest of your life”. Um what? Like everyday? Forever? YES! It is highly unlikely that I will ever be able to go off of medication. Why? My thyroid does not work properly on its own. It just doesn’t. I can get very sick if I go off of the medication. Will it kill me? Not immediately. It will cause a slow and painful sickness and yearning for death though. I’ve been on synthroid, levothyroxine, and armor which is the desiccated hormone. It’s really hard to say which works best for me. I’ve been on water pills, e tea vitamins, fad diets, and everything else in between. I have yet to find a combination that has helped me to feel 100%. I can’t get back to normal and so now comes the acceptance of what my new normal is like.
Add in Hashimotos. What? Yes, that’s what I said too! It’s a lovely autoimmune disorder that basically means your body builds up antibodies to attack itself. Great! Now maybe you can understand why I say F U. I’ve cried. I’ve gotten angry. I’ve felt bitter and resentful. I blame myself. I blame everyone. I blame no one. It doesn’t really matter where or why or how. None of that will change that fact that I have this disease and this autoimmune disorder.
I need to live. I need to fight. I will never give up feeling better. I will press on. I will work towards being the best version of myself. I am working on a greater acceptance that my “normal” is not the normal I once knew. I will take every step I can in eating healthy and exercising. I can’t stop! I won’t stop!
Now, I said I have tried everything and that is true. What I have found that has helped me is the 21 day fix and Shakeology. Those two together, when followed daily, have given me greater benefits than anything else. Yes. That is 100% true for me! There is validity in clean eating and the health benefits. It is a necessity!! It works as long as you workout. Although, sometimes, your bodysuit doesn’t respond well and when that happens …….. Get your levels checked.
I had another spell. It seriously is awful.
Sickness. Lethargic. No energy. Low mood. Dry skin. Mild constipation. Low sex drive. Hair falling out. Hoarse voice. Mild pressure in my throat. Body pains. Uncomfortability. Those are just a few of the lovely symptoms. I hate it. Anyone would hate to live like that. None was to feel that way.
Why am I sharing this?
We can fight together! You aren’t alone! You don’t have to allow this junk to define you! I don’t. I can’t. You don’t have to either. Do you need help? Support? An ear? Someone who will understand the hell you are living? Message me! There are no judgments here! Only kindness, compassion, and encouragement!