My latest lab work is in, did you see them? I reviewed the results with the doctor, did you hear? I feel defeated, did you know?
Before I knew it, I forgot all about the progress made over the last 20 or so months and dove into despair. I ignored the seven pages of great results and zoned in on the one not so good. I think I would have been o.k. if something I already knew was a problem was still a problem or a worse problem. I had not prepared myself for a new thing to be wrong.
In fact, I have spent these months trying to help my body heal from all these little problems so they will all go away and I can be perfectly healthy. I did not expect a new thing; a different thing. I only accept improving things; better things.
But here we are. Hashimoto’s. There, I have it. Maybe the most common diagnosis in our country today and millions of people have it. I did not have it. Now I do have it. I don’t want it and the additional possible complications that come with it.
Now, what does it mean really? Probably nothing. I am already medicated and medicated “appropriately”. In fact, this was the big test to see if the lower dosage was still applicable and it is. I get to keep it and not have it raised. That’s a victory.
And I have had many victories and each one is important and meaningful and all of the praise and glory goes to God. And this little distraction is just that. A distraction.
I have got to get my head back in the game.