....of extinction?
When you have been poorly for as long as I have would it surprise you to learn that I find the prospect of getting "well" a little scary?
I have been witness to too many false dawns.
The reason I mention this is that the talk of adrenal fatigue and supplementing my T4 with T3 has got me, among other things; excited, hopeful, frightened, terrified, optimistic, tearful, daring to dream and seeing the possibility of an improved quality of life.
This is shaping up to be as big a discovery as realising I was displaying symptoms of hyperthyroidism in December 2005! Those who follow this blog (thank you, thank you, thank you) will know what a significant moment that was!
It's times like these; ooh, ooh, Foo Fighters song! Chorus:
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
How appropriate! Good tune!
Anyway, as I was saying, it's times like these that I wish I lived next door to Mary. (Whether Mary would think this is such a good idea is another matter! Ha, ha, ha!) Then I could go round, have a civilised cup of tea and a chat. I am new to this "virtual" world so my etiquette might leave a little bit to be desired. So many questions, so little time!
I have to go to the well one more time!
I must be fully prepared when I next go to see my doctor. Fail to prepare, prepare to fail! Why am I such a pessimist? I might make my little speech and my doctor respond; "you know what Robert? I was thinking the same thing. Let's get on top of this once and for all and get you well!" Yeah, right!
That crashing sound you just heard was me falling off my chair in the doctor's office!
I am expecting a less than positive response and that is making the prospect of my next appointment a little daunting. My assertiveness abandoned the sinking ship many moons ago! Along with confidence and positivity!
The reality of my next appointment will be somewhere in between I am sure. Unfortunately my current and future doctors are paying for the sins of the family doctor I had had since I was born and who laughed in my face!
The irony is that I am also paying the price! Ain't that just a kick in the balls!
Anyway, I'm on night shift at the moment (awake at night, asleep during the day) so it will probably be the week after next before I can get to see my doctor, It's not like I have any thinking to do is it?
All in all this blogging game has been a huge positive!
Thank you, Robert.
Friday 30 July 2010
Wednesday 28 July 2010
Let It Be....
I love the Beatles and I love the song Let It Be. It is a beautiful song and I find it incredibly moving. Get yourself a copy and enjoy the song.
Whenever I listen to this song now I think of Mary J. Shomon and how selfless she has been to the thyroid community and all because she wants us to have that most basic of human rights; a quality of life.
I know it is perhaps a literal step too far but "Mother Mary" is what I feel Mary is to the thyroid community. I am blessed to have found Mary twice in my life; first in print and then in the "virtual" world.
Perhaps the lyrics are uniquely personal to me and the influence Mary has had on my life during the darkest of times, if so I am the lucky one. Please read the lyrics below....
Mary, I dedicate this song to you....
Let It Be
Songwriters: Lennon, John Winston; McCartney, James Paul;
Let It Be
Songwriters: Lennon, John Winston; McCartney, James Paul;
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the brokenhearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Yeah, let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the brokenhearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Yeah, let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Lennon and McCartney; there are no words....
Tuesday 27 July 2010
Treatment 2006 & 2007; chasing nirvana....
This post picks up after the "my moment of clarity" post. My darkest days were behind me but that was by no means the end of the story....
Less than two weeks after stopping my 200mcg daily dose of thyroxine "cold turkey" (do not do this!) something very strange happened. I began to feel better than I had since I was a child!
Obviously at some point in the process of the thyroxine leaving my system the planets aligned or something and everything was in equilibrium! I need not of worried as this period of nirvana (I miss you Kurt!) only lasted about a week!
The funniest thing that happened during this week was experiencing a sex drive for the only time in my life so far! And no, I have not given up on it one day returning, ha ha ha! I was like a horny teenage boy walking around with a loaded gun in his pocket!
But this was not the best of it, honestly! Do you know what was? And here I hope I have sympathy from the ladies! I was experiencing the unfamiliar sensation of falling asleep soundly shortly after going to bed and waking up refreshed, yes refreshed, the next day, along with the surprising but not unpleasant "morning glory"!
I can only explain it like this; refreshing sleep is a necessity whereas a sex drive is a luxury item! If I had to chose just one, and I take this very seriously, I would chose refreshing sleep every time. I felt great! Anyone who has spent the last twenty years of their life with their quality of sleep gradually deteriorating will back me up on this.
Reading this back I just want to make one thing clear; even without a sex drive the equipment is fully functioning! Sex drive is different to desire. Please excuse the alpha male moment!
I hope this demonstrates how debilitating the repeatedly poor quality "sleep" was. Any men out there will realise how serious the situation was, and still is!
To get your dirty minds back on track; my bowels also functioned like a dream for this one week only! Normally I would make more of a song and dance about this but taking into consideration the aforementioned you could only tell to look at me by the innocent grin on my face!
Basically I felt tip top! But it didn't last. And I've been chasing this nirvana ever since!
After a month of no thyroxine, the symptoms returned, and I had a blood test that confirmed I still had hypothyroidism. So I was back to square one!
It was around this time that my friends suggested I research a little bit about hypothyroidism on the internet, and offered to help me on their computer at home. They are two very special people and I'm blessed to have them in my life and honoured to call them my friends. Love you!
This was to prove to be the single biggest moment in my fight with hypothyroidism; education, education, education! So important I said it three times!
Side effects and complications of treatment
The only dangers of thyroxine are caused by taking too little or too much. If you take too little, your hypothyroidism will continue. If you take too much, you’ll develop the symptoms of hyperthyroidism—an overactive thyroid gland. The most common symptoms of too much thyroid hormone are fatigue but an inability to sleep, greater appetite, nervousness, shakiness, feeling hot when other people are cold, and trouble exercising because of weak muscles, shortness of breath, and a racing, skipping heart. Hyperthyroidism can also cause changes that you can’t feel, like bone loss (osteoporosis) and irregular heart beat.
This was written evidence that 200mcg of thyroxine a day was causing me to have symptoms of hyperthyroidism. And had been for 4 years! I still do not know if my heart has been damaged or I have suffered any bone loss. How did my doctor not know this? I was always honest with how I felt but was told I was a "difficult patient"!
Anyway, I made a decision, I would change doctor! It was now the beginning of 2006.
I also made a decision that I would need access to the internet at home to continue my research. I bought a basic laptop, which I still use today, and arranged an internet connection. I went without to make this happen but I had to do it.
When I started to research hypothyroidism properly at home I came across my guardian angel in the form of Mary J. Shomon and her book Living Well With Hypothyroidism.
In my humble opinion it is the most informative, inspiring, uplifting, optimistic and hopeful book on the topic of hypothyroidism! I have always believed in quality over quantity and Mary's book would be the one book I would recommend to someone who has just been diagnosed with hypothyroidism.
Mary's book is never far away and is always to hand. Just recently I have been paying it more attention as my confidence has slowly been improving and keeping this blog has raised many questions. In particular adrenal fatigue and T3. Anyway I looked up adrenal fatigue and was rereading it as if for the first time! Please remember (excuse the pun!) that poor memory is one of the most common symptoms of hypothyroidism and most days mine is like a sieve! My point is, the list of symptoms could not of been written better by myself as a way of describing how I feel, except for "premenstrual syndrome", although I'm sure if someone explained it to me I suffer from that as well! Joking ladies!
In all seriousness I have a renewed respect for women who experience their unique symptoms on top of those of hypothyroidism. How do you do it?
Anyway I started 2006 with a new doctor, an angel on my shoulder, and on a new dose of thyroxine; 125mcg. Over the next two years I spent twelve weeks on each of the following doses; 125, 137.5, 150, 162.5, 175, 187.5, back to 162.5 then 150 then 125mcg. Every dose I was in the "normal" range! This took just over two years to the beginning of 2008 and all the while chasing nirvana!
I still had all the symptoms of hypothyroidism that I'd always had except not as serious as during the period 2002 to the end of 2005. I was making progress but it was bloody slow! And I was a long long way from being what a "normal" person would call well!
The importance of Mary's book during this period and the thyroid forums on About.com were immeasurable. Mary did not know it, and all of those contributors on the thyroid forums did not know it, but I gained the strength I needed to get through the tough times from these sources. I know there are many forums and websites out there but during 2006 and 2007 I could only cope with a limited number of sources of information.
As I have got a little bit stronger I have had the confidence to begin to embrace the thyroid support community in all it's guises. I wish I could hug you all!
Next time I will cover the period 2008 to the present day. I am sailing on calmer waters but still have to weather storms along the way.
I hope this post was worth the wait, sorry about that. I was caught in a storm.
This blog is for you as much as it is for me. Let it go and laugh and cry with me and let us heal together.
It has been emotional, again, Robert.
Less than two weeks after stopping my 200mcg daily dose of thyroxine "cold turkey" (do not do this!) something very strange happened. I began to feel better than I had since I was a child!
Obviously at some point in the process of the thyroxine leaving my system the planets aligned or something and everything was in equilibrium! I need not of worried as this period of nirvana (I miss you Kurt!) only lasted about a week!
The funniest thing that happened during this week was experiencing a sex drive for the only time in my life so far! And no, I have not given up on it one day returning, ha ha ha! I was like a horny teenage boy walking around with a loaded gun in his pocket!
But this was not the best of it, honestly! Do you know what was? And here I hope I have sympathy from the ladies! I was experiencing the unfamiliar sensation of falling asleep soundly shortly after going to bed and waking up refreshed, yes refreshed, the next day, along with the surprising but not unpleasant "morning glory"!
I can only explain it like this; refreshing sleep is a necessity whereas a sex drive is a luxury item! If I had to chose just one, and I take this very seriously, I would chose refreshing sleep every time. I felt great! Anyone who has spent the last twenty years of their life with their quality of sleep gradually deteriorating will back me up on this.
Reading this back I just want to make one thing clear; even without a sex drive the equipment is fully functioning! Sex drive is different to desire. Please excuse the alpha male moment!
I hope this demonstrates how debilitating the repeatedly poor quality "sleep" was. Any men out there will realise how serious the situation was, and still is!
To get your dirty minds back on track; my bowels also functioned like a dream for this one week only! Normally I would make more of a song and dance about this but taking into consideration the aforementioned you could only tell to look at me by the innocent grin on my face!
Basically I felt tip top! But it didn't last. And I've been chasing this nirvana ever since!
After a month of no thyroxine, the symptoms returned, and I had a blood test that confirmed I still had hypothyroidism. So I was back to square one!
It was around this time that my friends suggested I research a little bit about hypothyroidism on the internet, and offered to help me on their computer at home. They are two very special people and I'm blessed to have them in my life and honoured to call them my friends. Love you!
This was to prove to be the single biggest moment in my fight with hypothyroidism; education, education, education! So important I said it three times!
Remember at this point I knew less than nothing about hypothyroidism. In fact if I knew I knew nothing I would have been ahead of the game!
The first significant information I came across was a hypothyroidism patient resources guide on the American Thyroid Association website. The extract below changed my life, it was like opening the curtains on a sunny day and the light flooding in!
American Thyroid Association ٠ Hypothyroidism ٠ Page 18
Side effects and complications of treatment
The only dangers of thyroxine are caused by taking too little or too much. If you take too little, your hypothyroidism will continue. If you take too much, you’ll develop the symptoms of hyperthyroidism—an overactive thyroid gland. The most common symptoms of too much thyroid hormone are fatigue but an inability to sleep, greater appetite, nervousness, shakiness, feeling hot when other people are cold, and trouble exercising because of weak muscles, shortness of breath, and a racing, skipping heart. Hyperthyroidism can also cause changes that you can’t feel, like bone loss (osteoporosis) and irregular heart beat.
This was written evidence that 200mcg of thyroxine a day was causing me to have symptoms of hyperthyroidism. And had been for 4 years! I still do not know if my heart has been damaged or I have suffered any bone loss. How did my doctor not know this? I was always honest with how I felt but was told I was a "difficult patient"!
Anyway, I made a decision, I would change doctor! It was now the beginning of 2006.
I also made a decision that I would need access to the internet at home to continue my research. I bought a basic laptop, which I still use today, and arranged an internet connection. I went without to make this happen but I had to do it.
When I started to research hypothyroidism properly at home I came across my guardian angel in the form of Mary J. Shomon and her book Living Well With Hypothyroidism.
In my humble opinion it is the most informative, inspiring, uplifting, optimistic and hopeful book on the topic of hypothyroidism! I have always believed in quality over quantity and Mary's book would be the one book I would recommend to someone who has just been diagnosed with hypothyroidism.
Mary's book is never far away and is always to hand. Just recently I have been paying it more attention as my confidence has slowly been improving and keeping this blog has raised many questions. In particular adrenal fatigue and T3. Anyway I looked up adrenal fatigue and was rereading it as if for the first time! Please remember (excuse the pun!) that poor memory is one of the most common symptoms of hypothyroidism and most days mine is like a sieve! My point is, the list of symptoms could not of been written better by myself as a way of describing how I feel, except for "premenstrual syndrome", although I'm sure if someone explained it to me I suffer from that as well! Joking ladies!
In all seriousness I have a renewed respect for women who experience their unique symptoms on top of those of hypothyroidism. How do you do it?
Anyway I started 2006 with a new doctor, an angel on my shoulder, and on a new dose of thyroxine; 125mcg. Over the next two years I spent twelve weeks on each of the following doses; 125, 137.5, 150, 162.5, 175, 187.5, back to 162.5 then 150 then 125mcg. Every dose I was in the "normal" range! This took just over two years to the beginning of 2008 and all the while chasing nirvana!
I still had all the symptoms of hypothyroidism that I'd always had except not as serious as during the period 2002 to the end of 2005. I was making progress but it was bloody slow! And I was a long long way from being what a "normal" person would call well!
The importance of Mary's book during this period and the thyroid forums on About.com were immeasurable. Mary did not know it, and all of those contributors on the thyroid forums did not know it, but I gained the strength I needed to get through the tough times from these sources. I know there are many forums and websites out there but during 2006 and 2007 I could only cope with a limited number of sources of information.
As I have got a little bit stronger I have had the confidence to begin to embrace the thyroid support community in all it's guises. I wish I could hug you all!
Next time I will cover the period 2008 to the present day. I am sailing on calmer waters but still have to weather storms along the way.
I hope this post was worth the wait, sorry about that. I was caught in a storm.
This blog is for you as much as it is for me. Let it go and laugh and cry with me and let us heal together.
It has been emotional, again, Robert.
Saturday 24 July 2010
Calm after the storm....
What a day!
The only positive I can take from yesterday is that it provided evidence of me being able to feel emotion. This ability to feel emotion has slowly been returning since 2006.
When forced to confront the reality of my life, instead of embracing denial, it can be heart breaking. Being presented with compelling evidence of my financial predicament yesterday resulted in my emotions bubbling over. It was just all too much!
So I cried.
I had no control over those tears. They were not the kind of tears that provide relief and enable you to quickly move on. They came from deep inside me, a place where I cannot hide. If I go to that place in my mind's eye, even now, I can still feel those tears.
Oh no, here I go again.... with my extremist personality (!) I gravitate towards positive or negative ends of the spectrum! And yesterday has made me feel very lonely and all too aware of the fact that I'm 39, single and on my own. It is so frustrating when I know I have so much love to give.... I must not go there!
In the cold light of a new day I have regained a little of my composure. I am trying to process my thoughts and feelings through the perspective of seeing the bigger picture. Easier said than done I'm afraid! I am just going to have to wait for this roller-coaster ride to stop. I've ridden enough metaphorical roller-coasters to last me a lifetime! But somehow I know I am destined to ride many more!
Oh, another positive from yesterday! I was so emotionally exhausted that I actually managed to get 3 hours of relatively restful sleep! Hallelujah!
Another positive! This blogging is like therapy. You are all my Frasier Crane's! Even though Niles made me laugh the hardest; one would not be the same without the other!
No, that's it! No more positives!
I will pick myself up and dust myself down.
Until we meet again....
The only positive I can take from yesterday is that it provided evidence of me being able to feel emotion. This ability to feel emotion has slowly been returning since 2006.
When forced to confront the reality of my life, instead of embracing denial, it can be heart breaking. Being presented with compelling evidence of my financial predicament yesterday resulted in my emotions bubbling over. It was just all too much!
So I cried.
I had no control over those tears. They were not the kind of tears that provide relief and enable you to quickly move on. They came from deep inside me, a place where I cannot hide. If I go to that place in my mind's eye, even now, I can still feel those tears.
Oh no, here I go again.... with my extremist personality (!) I gravitate towards positive or negative ends of the spectrum! And yesterday has made me feel very lonely and all too aware of the fact that I'm 39, single and on my own. It is so frustrating when I know I have so much love to give.... I must not go there!
In the cold light of a new day I have regained a little of my composure. I am trying to process my thoughts and feelings through the perspective of seeing the bigger picture. Easier said than done I'm afraid! I am just going to have to wait for this roller-coaster ride to stop. I've ridden enough metaphorical roller-coasters to last me a lifetime! But somehow I know I am destined to ride many more!
Oh, another positive from yesterday! I was so emotionally exhausted that I actually managed to get 3 hours of relatively restful sleep! Hallelujah!
Another positive! This blogging is like therapy. You are all my Frasier Crane's! Even though Niles made me laugh the hardest; one would not be the same without the other!
No, that's it! No more positives!
I will pick myself up and dust myself down.
Until we meet again....
Friday 23 July 2010
On the crest of a wave....
Those of you who do not want to read about the financial impact of hypothyroidism on my life and battle to get well do not need to read this post. I will endeavour to finish blogging the details of my treatment history from 2006 to the present day soon, so keep checking out the blog.
I am acutely aware that this is a sensitive subject and I do not have much confidence in my ability to record the facts in the correct tone. This is called a "disclaimer" I believe! Ha ha ha....
I have said from the beginning that it is my intention to be honest and candid in this blog, to tell my story "warts and all". As much as I hate to admit it, the secondary impact of an illness, the effect it has on your finances, is equally devastating! In fact it would provide enough material for it's very own blog, but where's the fun in that!
Anyway, we all know what happens to a crest of a wave; eventually it comes crashing to shore....
That is what happened to me today!
I have been riding a wave of goodwill, love (I can feel it!) and optimism since starting my beloved blog!
I know I am to blame (through circumstance, not choice!) but I struggle to keep on top of my mail. It always seems to be negative and over the years I've developed the all too familiar "stick my head in the sand" syndrome!
Today I thought I would get up to date with my mail and boy did I get a shock. Since last opening my mail, about a month ago, I have had a County Court Judgement awarded against me!
To cut a long story short; I borrowed some money after my life savings run out (1 loan and 1 credit card) while I was off work sick but on half pay after my nervous breakdown. This was purely to keep a roof over my head. Since I have been living on welfare benefits I had an agreement to pay a minimum amount each month and interest charges were frozen. I can no longer afford to keep to this agreement hence the legal action.
The long term consequences of this could be devastating. It is possible I could be forced to sell my home, I just don't know yet. I will have to seek advice. This is worst case scenario but it has got me worried and spoilt my day. Always the master of the understatement me!
Now I don't know about you, but in my battle to get well I have drawn a metaphorical "line in the sand", a point at which I can stay strong no longer, and mine is this; if I lose my house I give up.
It is these added pressures which divert the very limited energy I have away from my battle to get well. And I find this very difficult to explain to those people and agencies who impact on my life. In fact they have the power to influence it more than me, but they just do not get it! When I get well I will be able to return to work and pay off my debt! It is not rocket science!
So that has been my day. I hope I have achieved the right tone; I want this post to be factual and not pitying.
I have found the sharing process of keeping a blog to be very therapeutic and an unexpected bonus. Thanks for "listening", I really needed to get that off my chest.
Thank you, and please stick by me, I hope to post again soon. Robert.
p.s. Not one day goes by when I am not grateful for the free healthcare we have in the UK. I just wanted to put that on record. Until next time....
I am acutely aware that this is a sensitive subject and I do not have much confidence in my ability to record the facts in the correct tone. This is called a "disclaimer" I believe! Ha ha ha....
I have said from the beginning that it is my intention to be honest and candid in this blog, to tell my story "warts and all". As much as I hate to admit it, the secondary impact of an illness, the effect it has on your finances, is equally devastating! In fact it would provide enough material for it's very own blog, but where's the fun in that!
Anyway, we all know what happens to a crest of a wave; eventually it comes crashing to shore....
That is what happened to me today!
I have been riding a wave of goodwill, love (I can feel it!) and optimism since starting my beloved blog!
I know I am to blame (through circumstance, not choice!) but I struggle to keep on top of my mail. It always seems to be negative and over the years I've developed the all too familiar "stick my head in the sand" syndrome!
Today I thought I would get up to date with my mail and boy did I get a shock. Since last opening my mail, about a month ago, I have had a County Court Judgement awarded against me!
To cut a long story short; I borrowed some money after my life savings run out (1 loan and 1 credit card) while I was off work sick but on half pay after my nervous breakdown. This was purely to keep a roof over my head. Since I have been living on welfare benefits I had an agreement to pay a minimum amount each month and interest charges were frozen. I can no longer afford to keep to this agreement hence the legal action.
The long term consequences of this could be devastating. It is possible I could be forced to sell my home, I just don't know yet. I will have to seek advice. This is worst case scenario but it has got me worried and spoilt my day. Always the master of the understatement me!
Now I don't know about you, but in my battle to get well I have drawn a metaphorical "line in the sand", a point at which I can stay strong no longer, and mine is this; if I lose my house I give up.
It is these added pressures which divert the very limited energy I have away from my battle to get well. And I find this very difficult to explain to those people and agencies who impact on my life. In fact they have the power to influence it more than me, but they just do not get it! When I get well I will be able to return to work and pay off my debt! It is not rocket science!
So that has been my day. I hope I have achieved the right tone; I want this post to be factual and not pitying.
I have found the sharing process of keeping a blog to be very therapeutic and an unexpected bonus. Thanks for "listening", I really needed to get that off my chest.
Thank you, and please stick by me, I hope to post again soon. Robert.
p.s. Not one day goes by when I am not grateful for the free healthcare we have in the UK. I just wanted to put that on record. Until next time....
Wednesday 21 July 2010
I have a dream....
I have a dream that one day I will be the master of my hypothyroidism and my own destiny.
I have a dream that one day I will have the quality of life I deserve.
I have a dream that one day I will have the strength, fortitude and inspiration to use my experience to help others.
I have a dream that one day health professionals will respect me and my hypothyroidism as much as I respect them.
I have a dream that one day the media will report on hypothyroidism with equality, fairness and compassion.
I have a dream that one day society will accept hypothyroidism without judgement or discrimination.
I have a dream that one day the voice of the many will be heard over the voice of the few.
I have a dream that one day a beacon of light will shine upon hypothyroidism and change will happen.
I have a dream that I am living in the year 2010.
I have a dream today!
Am I dreaming?
I have a dream that one day I will have the quality of life I deserve.
I have a dream that one day I will have the strength, fortitude and inspiration to use my experience to help others.
I have a dream that one day health professionals will respect me and my hypothyroidism as much as I respect them.
I have a dream that one day the media will report on hypothyroidism with equality, fairness and compassion.
I have a dream that one day society will accept hypothyroidism without judgement or discrimination.
I have a dream that one day the voice of the many will be heard over the voice of the few.
I have a dream that one day a beacon of light will shine upon hypothyroidism and change will happen.
I have a dream that I am living in the year 2010.
I have a dream today!
Am I dreaming?
Tuesday 20 July 2010
I have not forgotten you....
The remainder of my hypothyroidism treatment story will appear soon.
I have been experiencing the all too familiar sleep difficulties the last few days and they leave me with the dreaded "brain fog" all day! Not as extreme as in 2005 so do not worry.
My story, and the process of recording it in this blog, is very emotive for me and I need to be somewhere near my best to do it justice.
I hope you are enjoying the blog so far. All I hope for is empathy and sympathy but absolutely zero pity! I will not allow it, do you hear me!
I hope to report back for duty soon....
Sunday 18 July 2010
I am overwhelmed....
....and trying to deal with information overload at the moment.
Everyone who has commented on or even just read my blog; your support means the world to me, my sincere thanks to you all!
I am new to blogging so please make allowances. Once I'm on top of things I hope to respond to individual comments but I can't promise this yet. But please keep spreading the word.
All the new information regarding Hypothyroidism and the number of resources on the web is mind blowing and it will take me time to digest it all.
All the different blogs, forums and support groups I've encountered is dizzying, but in a good way. Like when as kids me and my brother would spin around and around in the garden and go staggering off in different directions and end up in a heap on the lawn, or Dad's vegetable patch!
No more communications today, I'm shattered....
Peace. Out.
Everyone who has commented on or even just read my blog; your support means the world to me, my sincere thanks to you all!
I am new to blogging so please make allowances. Once I'm on top of things I hope to respond to individual comments but I can't promise this yet. But please keep spreading the word.
All the new information regarding Hypothyroidism and the number of resources on the web is mind blowing and it will take me time to digest it all.
All the different blogs, forums and support groups I've encountered is dizzying, but in a good way. Like when as kids me and my brother would spin around and around in the garden and go staggering off in different directions and end up in a heap on the lawn, or Dad's vegetable patch!
No more communications today, I'm shattered....
Peace. Out.
It may have slipped your notice but....
I know, I know. Enough already!
Did I tell you I have an extremist personality? Ha ha ha, lol!!!!
The reason I keep mentioning it is that it governs my thought processes and pattern of behaviour. It is who I am!
Understatement of the year; I find it very difficult, actually almost impossible, to trust people. Altogether now; because I have an extremist personality! Thank you!
Fetch the straight jacket....
Did I tell you I have an extremist personality? Ha ha ha, lol!!!!
The reason I keep mentioning it is that it governs my thought processes and pattern of behaviour. It is who I am!
Understatement of the year; I find it very difficult, actually almost impossible, to trust people. Altogether now; because I have an extremist personality! Thank you!
Fetch the straight jacket....
My moment of clarity....
Right, where was I? How could I forget; it was December 2005 and I was at my lowest ebb....
This is still difficult to put into words, but here goes....
Thinking back to early December 2005 it was my continued sleep problems that brought me to my own personal breaking point. Every time (and I mean every time!) I tried to get to sleep was an ordeal, it was taking between 4 and 6 hours to get to sleep, and had been this serious for more than 18 months. But this wasn't the worst of it!
After a period of sleep I would not "wake up" properly, I would be in a semi-conscious state where I was sort of aware of my surroundings but unable to react to them. It was like my brain and my body were not connected. I do not have the skills to put into words how it felt other than to say it was very weird and unpleasant. I was so distant that fear didn't even come into it. My home could have been burning around me and I would not have been able to move or react! This still wasn't the worst of it! Oh no, I kid you not!
This rather alluring combination didn't exactly start the day off on a high note. The whole process was taking between 12 and 16 hours from going to bed to getting out of bed. I know what you're thinking; there are only 24 hours in a day! Wait for it, this is the coup de grace; it has been over 8 years since I have lived my life in the 24/7/365 way we evolved to do!
Please persevere with me and I'll try to explain as this is where it gets really confusing! Imagine if you will, me trying to explain this to my doctor! Pay attention everyone as there will be a test later! Ha ha ha!
Let me begin; the time I go to bed can be any one of the 24 hours in a day! The time I get up can be any one of the 24 hours in a day! For example, and remember this is not by choice, I can be ready to go to bed at 8am and get up at 10pm! It's a cyclical process, and in December 2005 it was taking about seven days to go through the 24 hour cycle. This meant that my week only lasted 6 days! I was losing a day a week! But I still had to take my 7 doses of thyroxine! I've not missed a day since I was diagnosed, the extremist personality helps with this I think. Quite an achievement I think you'll agree.
Present day; the cycle is now 3 to 4 weeks, I keep stretching the elastic but it is not ready to let me go yet! But it will! Present day has it's own demons in this area. During the short days of the winter months 2 weeks out of every 4 I see no daylight! If you've managed to follow me this far and haven't given up this will make sense if you think about it for a couple of minutes. It's all to do with the cycle!
Anyway, back to December 2005. Figuratively I've taken the pin out of the hand grenade, rolled it across the room, and it's about to explode! Add to my sleep problems the panic attacks and heart palpitations from my last post and what have you got? Please excuse my language but it is the only way I can describe it; a fucking mess!
A promise to you all; I will never use expletives gratuitously in this blog, only when I feel they are necessary.
It is only with the benefit (or is it curse!) of hindsight that I can now admit that I was really, really, poorly. Being a man, a man's man and an Englishman at that, and what with the stiff upper lip we are renowned for, I was putting a brave face on the situation! Sound familiar?
At this point I was physically, emotionally and mentally wrecked. It was a different kind of feeling to the nervous breakdown I suffered in 2000. I was on the dark side of the moon. A place beyond tears and emotion, I was empty!
What a bundle of laughs I am! I promise, once my history has been recorded my posts will lighten up. I keep my promises (another example of my extremist personality)!
Please try to remember, at this point I still did not know that my hypothyroidism was causing these problems!
My doctor told me my blood tests were normal and my symptoms were all in my head! I grew up and went to school before the internet explosion (only just!) so I am of the generation that when your doctor tells you something it is true; fact! What a fool I was!!!!
At this time I was no longer taking anti-depressants, the only medicine I was taking was 200 mcg of thyroxine a day. I know, I know, I've asked myself the same question a thousand times; why did I not deduce that the thyroxine was the problem? All I can say is; read this and the previous post and throw in a nervous breakdown and an extremist personality!
We would all love to travel back in time but I didn't have a DeLorean so I found myself where I was! And where was I? At stinking rock bottom that's where!
And then I had my moment of clarity; stop taking the thyroxine, it is the only thing that can be making you feel this way. Listen to your own body and mind!
As so began my long and winding road to wellness, and I still have not arrived, there is plenty more still to come! I can feel a song coming on, John, Paul, George and Ringo let's go....
So, until next time....
This is still difficult to put into words, but here goes....
Thinking back to early December 2005 it was my continued sleep problems that brought me to my own personal breaking point. Every time (and I mean every time!) I tried to get to sleep was an ordeal, it was taking between 4 and 6 hours to get to sleep, and had been this serious for more than 18 months. But this wasn't the worst of it!
After a period of sleep I would not "wake up" properly, I would be in a semi-conscious state where I was sort of aware of my surroundings but unable to react to them. It was like my brain and my body were not connected. I do not have the skills to put into words how it felt other than to say it was very weird and unpleasant. I was so distant that fear didn't even come into it. My home could have been burning around me and I would not have been able to move or react! This still wasn't the worst of it! Oh no, I kid you not!
This rather alluring combination didn't exactly start the day off on a high note. The whole process was taking between 12 and 16 hours from going to bed to getting out of bed. I know what you're thinking; there are only 24 hours in a day! Wait for it, this is the coup de grace; it has been over 8 years since I have lived my life in the 24/7/365 way we evolved to do!
Please persevere with me and I'll try to explain as this is where it gets really confusing! Imagine if you will, me trying to explain this to my doctor! Pay attention everyone as there will be a test later! Ha ha ha!
Let me begin; the time I go to bed can be any one of the 24 hours in a day! The time I get up can be any one of the 24 hours in a day! For example, and remember this is not by choice, I can be ready to go to bed at 8am and get up at 10pm! It's a cyclical process, and in December 2005 it was taking about seven days to go through the 24 hour cycle. This meant that my week only lasted 6 days! I was losing a day a week! But I still had to take my 7 doses of thyroxine! I've not missed a day since I was diagnosed, the extremist personality helps with this I think. Quite an achievement I think you'll agree.
Present day; the cycle is now 3 to 4 weeks, I keep stretching the elastic but it is not ready to let me go yet! But it will! Present day has it's own demons in this area. During the short days of the winter months 2 weeks out of every 4 I see no daylight! If you've managed to follow me this far and haven't given up this will make sense if you think about it for a couple of minutes. It's all to do with the cycle!
Anyway, back to December 2005. Figuratively I've taken the pin out of the hand grenade, rolled it across the room, and it's about to explode! Add to my sleep problems the panic attacks and heart palpitations from my last post and what have you got? Please excuse my language but it is the only way I can describe it; a fucking mess!
A promise to you all; I will never use expletives gratuitously in this blog, only when I feel they are necessary.
It is only with the benefit (or is it curse!) of hindsight that I can now admit that I was really, really, poorly. Being a man, a man's man and an Englishman at that, and what with the stiff upper lip we are renowned for, I was putting a brave face on the situation! Sound familiar?
At this point I was physically, emotionally and mentally wrecked. It was a different kind of feeling to the nervous breakdown I suffered in 2000. I was on the dark side of the moon. A place beyond tears and emotion, I was empty!
What a bundle of laughs I am! I promise, once my history has been recorded my posts will lighten up. I keep my promises (another example of my extremist personality)!
Please try to remember, at this point I still did not know that my hypothyroidism was causing these problems!
My doctor told me my blood tests were normal and my symptoms were all in my head! I grew up and went to school before the internet explosion (only just!) so I am of the generation that when your doctor tells you something it is true; fact! What a fool I was!!!!
At this time I was no longer taking anti-depressants, the only medicine I was taking was 200 mcg of thyroxine a day. I know, I know, I've asked myself the same question a thousand times; why did I not deduce that the thyroxine was the problem? All I can say is; read this and the previous post and throw in a nervous breakdown and an extremist personality!
We would all love to travel back in time but I didn't have a DeLorean so I found myself where I was! And where was I? At stinking rock bottom that's where!
And then I had my moment of clarity; stop taking the thyroxine, it is the only thing that can be making you feel this way. Listen to your own body and mind!
As so began my long and winding road to wellness, and I still have not arrived, there is plenty more still to come! I can feel a song coming on, John, Paul, George and Ringo let's go....
So, until next time....
Friday 16 July 2010
Hypothyroidism; diagnosis and treatment 2002 - 2005.
Today's Friday, so here's my next post...
Forgive me, but while I think about it, let me begin. Once upon a time, a long long time ago there lived a man....
I was only ever diagnosed with hypothyroidism after I myself requested a blood test from my doctor. His response, verbatim; "if it will shut you up you can have your stupid blood test!". I kid you not!
Contrast this with his attitude when calling me back to discuss the blood test results. Picture the scene; he couldn't sit still and had to get up and strut around the room like a peacock, looking very pleased with himself! Again, verbatim; "I'm surprised you're even standing as your body is screaming out for thyroxine!". To this day it renders me somewhere between speechless and wanting to put him through the wall.... aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!
This all came about after suffering a nervous breakdown in early 2000. I was treated with a variety of anti-depressants, none of which worked, but actually left me worse, in a zombie like state. I later learned from the psychiatric nurse I was seeing for Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) that in 25% of depressive illness cases anti-depressants just do not work. In these cases, and probably others, I believe the underlying cause of depression could be hypothyroidism. There seems to be very little public awareness of this fact!
It was this nurse who later diagnosed that I have an extremist personality. Later he was to breach patient/therapist confidentiality. Despite this the positives outweighed the negatives in our relationship so I was able to process this (my extremist personality at work!).
Anyway, I digress. By now it was 2002 and somewhere in my subconscious I equated some of my symptoms with an underactive thyroid gland. Thinking back it was the utter exhaustion and unrefreshing sleep that had significantly worsened since my breakdown that probably triggered this. I will honestly never know. But I asked for a blood test....
Little did I know at the time that this was the beginning and not the end of my battle with hypothyroidism!
I have only ever been treated with thyroxine since diagnosis in 2002. I am a big lad, 6 feet 3 inches tall and at the time about 250 pounds in weight, so my doctor started me on a dose of 200 micrograms (mcg).
This is difficult. My deterioration over the next four years was so gradual that it was only in hindsight that it became obvious. The enormity of this discovery was like purgatory.
To begin with I experienced a short period of improvement as my body adjusted to the increased levels of thyroxine.
However, during the following four years, the combnination of thyroxine being a "slow release" drug and my doctor having either no interest in, or knowledge of, my condition resulted in my deterioration going unnoticed. Other than one of my doctor's pearls of wisdom, again verbatim; "your blood test results are in the normal range so there is nothing wrong with you, it is all in your mind!". Somehow I managed to listen to my body and I knew there was something wrong.
By the second half of 2005 I was having a number of mental and physical problems.
Mentally I had gone from depressed to being obsessive (a mantra I have since learnt; under: depressive, over: obsessive). To an outside observer, and even my family, this was a subtle difference. But to me, combined with the extremist personality, it was devastating. It was at this time I reached my lowest ebb as I did not understand what was happening to me. Please bear in mind that this is now being written from a position of acquired knowledge (not quite enlightenment!) and not the sheer ignorance of 2005. One of the problems I had was that I did not realise what a serious and debilitating condition hypothyroidism could be if not treated properly.
Physically the changes were also subtle to an outside observer. The lack of energy and exhaustion was still there. The sleeping problems were still there. Except I knew they were getting worse.
Added to this I was experiencing increasingly severe panic attacks. They would happen at totally random times of day or night. I was even having them whilst sitting at home watching television, nothing external was triggering them. Anyone who has suffered just one of these knows how horrendous they are. They can be anywhere between 5 and 30 minutes of hell! Panic attacks are terrifying! You think you are going to die!
I was also having heart palpitations. These were unnerving and uncomfortable, an episode would again last anywhere between 5 and 30 minutes and would again happen at any time of day or night.
If a panic attack strikes while I am away from my home it manifests itself in a loss of control of my bowels, and not to put too fine a point on it, I shit myself! During this four year period they were getting worse and worse and understandably I became more and more reluctant to leave the house and became what I am today, a virtual recluse.
The trigger for my panic attacks today is now psychological not physical due to a repeated pattern of behaviour becoming instinctive. They only occur when I leave my home in a perceived stressful situation. I understand why this happens but I am unable, on my own, to break this pattern of behaviour.... help!
In December 2005 everything was about to change, with the help of my most treasured friends. They know who they are and that I love them unconditionally (and not just because of the help they gave me at this particular point in my life). I love you.
Please forgive me but what happened next will be covered next time as "telling my story" above has left me full of mixed emotions. Do not worry, I am okay.
It feels good to have finally put part of my experience down in words, even if I have no followers yet, as I know it is here.
Forgive me, but while I think about it, let me begin. Once upon a time, a long long time ago there lived a man....
I was only ever diagnosed with hypothyroidism after I myself requested a blood test from my doctor. His response, verbatim; "if it will shut you up you can have your stupid blood test!". I kid you not!
Contrast this with his attitude when calling me back to discuss the blood test results. Picture the scene; he couldn't sit still and had to get up and strut around the room like a peacock, looking very pleased with himself! Again, verbatim; "I'm surprised you're even standing as your body is screaming out for thyroxine!". To this day it renders me somewhere between speechless and wanting to put him through the wall.... aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!
This all came about after suffering a nervous breakdown in early 2000. I was treated with a variety of anti-depressants, none of which worked, but actually left me worse, in a zombie like state. I later learned from the psychiatric nurse I was seeing for Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) that in 25% of depressive illness cases anti-depressants just do not work. In these cases, and probably others, I believe the underlying cause of depression could be hypothyroidism. There seems to be very little public awareness of this fact!
It was this nurse who later diagnosed that I have an extremist personality. Later he was to breach patient/therapist confidentiality. Despite this the positives outweighed the negatives in our relationship so I was able to process this (my extremist personality at work!).
Anyway, I digress. By now it was 2002 and somewhere in my subconscious I equated some of my symptoms with an underactive thyroid gland. Thinking back it was the utter exhaustion and unrefreshing sleep that had significantly worsened since my breakdown that probably triggered this. I will honestly never know. But I asked for a blood test....
Little did I know at the time that this was the beginning and not the end of my battle with hypothyroidism!
I have only ever been treated with thyroxine since diagnosis in 2002. I am a big lad, 6 feet 3 inches tall and at the time about 250 pounds in weight, so my doctor started me on a dose of 200 micrograms (mcg).
This is difficult. My deterioration over the next four years was so gradual that it was only in hindsight that it became obvious. The enormity of this discovery was like purgatory.
To begin with I experienced a short period of improvement as my body adjusted to the increased levels of thyroxine.
However, during the following four years, the combnination of thyroxine being a "slow release" drug and my doctor having either no interest in, or knowledge of, my condition resulted in my deterioration going unnoticed. Other than one of my doctor's pearls of wisdom, again verbatim; "your blood test results are in the normal range so there is nothing wrong with you, it is all in your mind!". Somehow I managed to listen to my body and I knew there was something wrong.
By the second half of 2005 I was having a number of mental and physical problems.
Mentally I had gone from depressed to being obsessive (a mantra I have since learnt; under: depressive, over: obsessive). To an outside observer, and even my family, this was a subtle difference. But to me, combined with the extremist personality, it was devastating. It was at this time I reached my lowest ebb as I did not understand what was happening to me. Please bear in mind that this is now being written from a position of acquired knowledge (not quite enlightenment!) and not the sheer ignorance of 2005. One of the problems I had was that I did not realise what a serious and debilitating condition hypothyroidism could be if not treated properly.
Physically the changes were also subtle to an outside observer. The lack of energy and exhaustion was still there. The sleeping problems were still there. Except I knew they were getting worse.
Added to this I was experiencing increasingly severe panic attacks. They would happen at totally random times of day or night. I was even having them whilst sitting at home watching television, nothing external was triggering them. Anyone who has suffered just one of these knows how horrendous they are. They can be anywhere between 5 and 30 minutes of hell! Panic attacks are terrifying! You think you are going to die!
I was also having heart palpitations. These were unnerving and uncomfortable, an episode would again last anywhere between 5 and 30 minutes and would again happen at any time of day or night.
If a panic attack strikes while I am away from my home it manifests itself in a loss of control of my bowels, and not to put too fine a point on it, I shit myself! During this four year period they were getting worse and worse and understandably I became more and more reluctant to leave the house and became what I am today, a virtual recluse.
The trigger for my panic attacks today is now psychological not physical due to a repeated pattern of behaviour becoming instinctive. They only occur when I leave my home in a perceived stressful situation. I understand why this happens but I am unable, on my own, to break this pattern of behaviour.... help!
In December 2005 everything was about to change, with the help of my most treasured friends. They know who they are and that I love them unconditionally (and not just because of the help they gave me at this particular point in my life). I love you.
Please forgive me but what happened next will be covered next time as "telling my story" above has left me full of mixed emotions. Do not worry, I am okay.
It feels good to have finally put part of my experience down in words, even if I have no followers yet, as I know it is here.
Wednesday 14 July 2010
I knew this would happen......
I've not been feeling so good the last few days.
It is moments like these that will test my resolve to keep up with the blog. It is my intention to post every Monday and Friday, I will try my best. I know, I know, it's Wednesday!
I feel really down in the dumps. When this happens I can't help but focus on the negative aspects of my life. I also start to feel sorry for myself, not the most attractive character trait I'll admit, but seeing as I'm a virtual recluse who will even notice!
One thing that has been frustrating me is this; since the turn of the year I've been making more of an effort to reconnect with "friends" via Facebook. A few people have commented on my posts, but only a few, and this upsets me. Especially as I've made the effort to comment on many "friends" posts.
But as with this blog I've "got to keep on keeping on" (an Oasis lyric reference).
I hope to report back for duty in a more positive frame of mind soon...... keep a look out for me.
It is moments like these that will test my resolve to keep up with the blog. It is my intention to post every Monday and Friday, I will try my best. I know, I know, it's Wednesday!
I feel really down in the dumps. When this happens I can't help but focus on the negative aspects of my life. I also start to feel sorry for myself, not the most attractive character trait I'll admit, but seeing as I'm a virtual recluse who will even notice!
One thing that has been frustrating me is this; since the turn of the year I've been making more of an effort to reconnect with "friends" via Facebook. A few people have commented on my posts, but only a few, and this upsets me. Especially as I've made the effort to comment on many "friends" posts.
But as with this blog I've "got to keep on keeping on" (an Oasis lyric reference).
I hope to report back for duty in a more positive frame of mind soon...... keep a look out for me.
Saturday 10 July 2010
On a lighter note......
I am currently reading; The Wings Of The Sphinx by Andrea Camilleri. This is number 11 in the Inspector Montalbano series.
I am currently listening to; The Defamation Of Strickland Banks by Plan B. The track Stay Too Long is awesome!
My newspapers of choice are The Guardian and The Observer.
I love and am proud of the BBC (most of the time!).
I am currently listening to; The Defamation Of Strickland Banks by Plan B. The track Stay Too Long is awesome!
My newspapers of choice are The Guardian and The Observer.
I love and am proud of the BBC (most of the time!).
Introduction (part 3), some facts.
Ok, here are some facts about me:
I am a 39 year old male from England, and I live on my own.
My hypothyroidism was diagnosed in 2002 on the back of a nervous breakdown suffered in 2000. I have since learnt the significance of these two events in my life; they are mutually inclusive.
My contract of employment was terminated at the end of August 2003 on the grounds of long term ill health.
I was over medicated for the first four years of my treatment for hypothyroidism resulting in me displaying the symptoms of hyperthyroidism. Learning this was the single most important factor in my treatment as it ignited the need for me to educate myself.
The symptoms of hyperthyroidism that affected me the most were; panic attacks, heart palpitations and sleep problems. Over the years these have resulted in me becoming more and more reclusive and more and more alone as "friends" drifted away one by one.
Since 2006 I have been learning about hypothyroidism and it's impact on my life and my ongoing quest to get my level of medication right for me. I dreamed of keeping a blog from 2000 but had to accept that I was not well enough to do so.... until now! This in itself is a sign of progress, right!?
That's enough for now I think, future posts will illustrate that I have retained my sense of humour...... hopefully!
Ooops! I forgot to mention that many years of undiagnosed hypothyroidism led me to develop an extremist personality. I see everything in black and white with only a slither of grey in the middle. The fact that I am now aware of this tempers my behaviour to a degree but it is who I am. Awareness is knowledge and knowledge is power (over my own destiny!).
Until next time......
I am a 39 year old male from England, and I live on my own.
My hypothyroidism was diagnosed in 2002 on the back of a nervous breakdown suffered in 2000. I have since learnt the significance of these two events in my life; they are mutually inclusive.
My contract of employment was terminated at the end of August 2003 on the grounds of long term ill health.
I was over medicated for the first four years of my treatment for hypothyroidism resulting in me displaying the symptoms of hyperthyroidism. Learning this was the single most important factor in my treatment as it ignited the need for me to educate myself.
The symptoms of hyperthyroidism that affected me the most were; panic attacks, heart palpitations and sleep problems. Over the years these have resulted in me becoming more and more reclusive and more and more alone as "friends" drifted away one by one.
Since 2006 I have been learning about hypothyroidism and it's impact on my life and my ongoing quest to get my level of medication right for me. I dreamed of keeping a blog from 2000 but had to accept that I was not well enough to do so.... until now! This in itself is a sign of progress, right!?
That's enough for now I think, future posts will illustrate that I have retained my sense of humour...... hopefully!
Ooops! I forgot to mention that many years of undiagnosed hypothyroidism led me to develop an extremist personality. I see everything in black and white with only a slither of grey in the middle. The fact that I am now aware of this tempers my behaviour to a degree but it is who I am. Awareness is knowledge and knowledge is power (over my own destiny!).
Until next time......
Friday 9 July 2010
Introduction (part 2), a little more information.
Once I've familiarised myself with blogging I will submit individual posts relating to a specific subject. I hope this will make my blog easy to follow.
Question of the day; re: my blog, how do I "get it out there" ? If only I had a marketing degree....
I also intend to post regularly, and on the same day each week.
Are you the first person to stumble upon this treasure trove? Ha ha ha!
Question of the day; re: my blog, how do I "get it out there" ? If only I had a marketing degree....
I also intend to post regularly, and on the same day each week.
Are you the first person to stumble upon this treasure trove? Ha ha ha!
Wednesday 7 July 2010
Please Be Patient With Me
^ "please be patient with me", get it? ha ha ha!
But seriously, please stick with me as I embark on this journey into the unknown. I hope this blog will help me to improve my quality of life and entertain/help others. I'm not asking for much am I?
I plan to be honest and candid with you, all the while hiding behind a veil of anonimity. The blessing and curse of the virtual world!
I have Hypothyroidism. I will detail how this impacts upon my life and my battle to "get well" again. I will also offer my observations of the world we live in.
I will provide more detail all in good time. Here goes......
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