I’ve mentioned before that I have always been heavy, chubby, fat, overweight, obsese-however you want to classify it. I was always that kiddo in elementary school who was mortified to step on the scale in phy-ed, especially with the other kids standing behind me. I was that kid who hid food so others wouldn’t see me eating it. I was that kid that when we had to start showering in phy ed, made up excuse after excuse to not be naked in front of the other girls. I’ve always been ashamed of my weight and my body.
I’ve grown to accept a few things about myself but even though I can accept things, I still judge myself. Far too often. I’m smart enough to know there isn’t a magic pill and diet and exercise is the way to do it. But what if there was an extenuating circumstance, prohibiting the weight from coming off. What if all my hard work was being fought against to keep me fat?
I’ve gone though some medical issues lately (besides my car accident injuries) and have seen a slew of doctors. Specialist after specialist because it wasn’t what the doctor thought it was. Finally, after what seemed like gallons of blood being removed, I got my answer: My thyroid is not playing nice.
My initial test showed high numbers. So I had another one. Even higher – the doctor stated there was something “definitely” going on. Really?! So off to another doctor I went.
This doctor, my primary, looked at the lab results I brought with me and immediately prescribed a medication. He then went over my symptoms and it was like he was describing JUST ME.
I told him my eating habits (the good and bad) and he stated I should really be the weight. I see him again in a month and will move forward from there.
I know I’m not the only person affected by hypothyroidism – lots of people have it. I just wonder how long this has been going on undetected. I thought my symptoms, etc were the cause of other things but now know that isn’t true.
I know that I still have to work hard on losing the weight but hopefully when my numbers regulate I’ll have a better go at it. I’m continuing to eat healthy (minus the dill pickle ice cream I had Saturday night) and doing more for exercising. The one thing I’ve noticed in just being on the medical for a week is I’m really thirsty. I’ve been guzzling water like it’s going out of style. And thus, peeing more.
You win some, you lose some, right!
Would love to hear your stories with your thyroid and how you live each day and get through the tough times. While I realize the medical will help I know it’s a lifetime commitment.
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