You haven’t seen a picture of my dog in a while. So please, take a moment to revel in how adorable Inez is. Yes, it has occurred to me that I need a hobby that isn’t lavishing obscene amounts of affection on my dog, but I don’t have time for that…I have a dog that needs constant coddling.
I revealed a few months ago that I was diagnosed with a hypoactive thyroid. Technically, I have something called Hashimoto’s disease, which is an autoimmune disease that attacks the thyroid and can impair thyroid function. I tested positive for Hashimoto’s years ago. Like three years ago, and my doctors never wanted to treat it. Ironically, it was about three years ago that I started gaining weight that I couldn’t seem to lose no matter how much I restricted my calories (which also ended up in me screwing up my basal metabolic rate) or how much I worked out. I thought once it was discovered that I’d just take a pill and it would go away, but what I’ve learned over the last few months is that it takes a lot of trial and error to get it under control. And I’m still in the error phase. Since I started treatment I’ve more than doubled my dosage and my thyroid hormone levels are still out of control.
It’s been a really frustrating experience, and one I might never have gotten treatment for if I hadn’t miscarried last June. Silver lining? After months of crappy blood test results I finally switched doctors, and my new doctor is of a much more aggressive mindset in regard to treatment. Something I’m happy about, and hoping I’ll finally get my body back in some sort of functional order.
In the meantime, I’m grappling for the first time with the fact that my body isn’t always within my control. It’s a hard realization for someone who has always believed that if I just followed the rules; eating healthy foods and exercised regularly, everything would be fine.
I’m lucky, because as far as chronic health issues go, Hashimoto’s isn’t life threatening and it’s very common, meaning there are lots of avenues for treatment. I’m hoping with more aggressive treatment I’ll be able to get back a positive place with my body, both in how it feels (In addition to weight gain, the two symptoms I seem to live with constantly are exhaustion and very dry patches of skin that sometimes get scaly and bleed. I never told anyone this, but I wanted to get a tea length dress for my wedding, but didn’t because I was too nervous about the dry patches on my legs showing), and how it looks.
In the meantime, I’ve decided to focus on the positive and go back to my daily food blogging roots. Taking pictures of what I eat every day actually helps encourage me to make better food choices and eating better makes me feel like less of sloth, even if I want to nap constantly.
Have you ever dealt with a chronic illness?