Well well well, I need a stiff drink.

I’ve caught up with this game. My last problem is all cleared up with the thyroid replacement, NatureThroid. I learned to accept the longer I took it, the closer I’d get to drop dead from heart failure.

Regardless of how crappy you feel, you just have no other choice but to start with one grain, split in morning / evening doses and stay on it for two weeks, before moving up one fourth on the fourteenth day.

In other words, walking around under medicated with no thyroid.

Utter torture.

When a woman loses her thyroid and discovers just how vital of a role it plays, you’ll also come to realize it’s time to be your own doctor once again.

Endocrinologists push Synthroid or Tirosint, whether it works for the person or not. Face it, no matter how much you love a doctor, they get kick backs or donations to their facilities for the meds they entice you to take.

Even against my wants and making it clear, my body is sensitive to medication. The Synthroid almost killed me. Seriously, it only worked immediately after the surgery. Tirosint caused my healthy heart to have abnormalities. I then was able to obtain Armour. An olympic feat in this scenario, mind you. All for it to be reformulated and make me desire to vomit from even the scent of food. Eating? That ability had left me with popping the Armour. All who are near and dear to me can tell you I am no big eater. However, I do like seafood, fruit, nuts, sushi, once in awhile a filet mignon, and cream cheese. I do eat! With the Armour, nada. 

So after two visits in the hospital, I was off to the next. NatureThroid by the suggestion of my internist. As I was running three to five miles a day, and talking at a supersonic speed. I realized my laid back easy-going personality was affected by medication. The almighty new thyroid landed me heading for hyperthyroid land. Now, women in my shoes may make a joke or two to be made hyperthyroid because you’ll quickly become anorexic, but trust me you’d rather be hypo as opposed to hyper. Anyone who is experienced with this would agree.

More importantly, you’ll continue to live being hypo and medicated.

Being hyper and medicated will kill you, quickly.

As my search went on while reading one night, I learned most thyroid meds contain cellulose, lactose, or both. I have a slight lactose intolerance. The doctors assistant told me the only thyroid replacement that is lactose free is Armour. I knew immediately there were four that were lactose free. It did not please me in the slightest to do her job but that’s just what I did. 

You are your only and best advocate.

Naturally, I’m concerned my body will reject the new protocol but again, I’m ultra medication sensitive. And there’s always three more to try.

Other than the horrendous sickness of not being medicated or under medicated, knowing the higher my TSH the more likely the cancer will return is what can be bothersome to me. Unfortunately, thanks to NatureThroid my TSH is through the roof.

Since the meds have to be moved up slowly for ones heart and doctors live in fear of killing you, therefore losing their careers, all I can compare the adjustment periods to is playing Russian roulette every six weeks. 

I recently said I wasn’t sure if I could remember the last consistent time I felt healthy. 

As drained as I am with all these years of all these health challenges, luckily I’ve had enough scarring situations happen and the instinct to know there will be an end. A happy ending.


I am a mama, wife, freelance writer, childrens rights activist, singer/songwriter, self employed music producer, music enthusiast, and dry comedian. Also, have lived and won the fight of ambiguous injustice in misdiagnoses, health challenges, and recovery. Along with being highly opinionated, all for your entertainment and my creativity. ALSO possibly the biggest Elvis Presley fan you'll ever meet, without collecting all the junk. ~~~~~~~~~~~
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