Wednesday, July 19, 2006

The Diagnosis

Graves Disease. Pretty common in women my age. (Edit: Apparently, it's not as common as my doc led me to believe, but oh, well) The Treatment: Nuking my thyroid until it shrivels and dies. Then fake hormones for a lifetime. Whoo hoo! It's really not that bad. I'm glad I know what it is and why I've been feeling like hell for so long.

One good thing about this sickness is I've got a good reason to sit around and do nothing but knit and eat. I've finished one cable sock and I'm almost finished with its mate. The only problem is I now don't like the 1st sock. I was being careful to knit loosely because previous socks had been too tight. Now the cuff looks sloppy to me, so I'm pretty sure I'm gonna frog the first one and reknit it. I'm planning for these to be a gift, so I want them to be really good.

Well, other than that, there's nothing going on. The boys are in Boston now. They'll be home this Sunday. I miss them, but I'm starting to enjoy my alone time.

8 comments:

Elabeth said...

My Mom's thyroid is all freaked out like that too. Once they get the medication regulated you'll probably get more energy than you've had in months. :)

del said...

I'm sorry to hear that! I really hope you feel better soon.

Tricotine said...

Sorry you missed your vacation... Good luck with the treatment!

Isabelle aka Tricotine

vtwopoint5 said...

I know you must be happy to have some answers if you have been feeling bad. I like your attitude - and that's more than half the battle!

Feel free to vent to me if you get frustrated. I deal with an auto-immune disease so I can relate to some symptoms.

hesira said...

Thanks, BB. I'll definitely do that.

cathych said...

oh you poor baby, here is prayers coming your way.

cathych said...

I want to ask you, are you a member of my dishcloth group???????

hesira said...

Hi Cathy,

No, I'm not a member of the group