Every single time I try to lose weight something happens.
13 years ago, I was doing well and then found out I was pregnant with my 2nd child (yay-happy distraction). Then I had 2 kids under 2 and there was no time to give it a try.
7 years ago, I was also doing well and I found out I was pregnant with my 3rd. Apparently exercising makes me fertile!!!
About 5 years ago, I started giving it another great try. After losing 30 lbs, I went to Las Vegas for a bachelorette party, came home the next day and then had to get an appendectomy!
A couple of years ago, we got Wii Fit. I stand on the board and make my profile. What do I get? This sassy little computer voice telling me "that's Obese". Well, F U Wii voice! I still gave it a good go and was walking or working out regularly. One day, I'm sitting on the side of my kid's tub waiting for the littlest to be done playing in the tub and I noticed this rather sizable lump on my neck. After 2 years of feeling exhausted, test after test, and finally changing doctors- I find out that I have this disease called Hashimoto's. They don't think it's cancer but the lump is impeding on my breathing when I lay down. So a few days after my birthday, I have surgery to remove 1/2 of my Thyroid. Since they thought cancer was a remote possibility, I felt hanging on to 1/2 would still allow me to live a normal life and hopefully avoid lifelong meds! I have surgery, I'm feeling OK. My husband resumes his normal travel schedule and I get a call from the surgeon. Apparently, they found a teeny-tiny cancerous tumor in the middle of the thyroid lobe they removed. My endo said "no worries, the likelihood of there being more is very remote. Just in case, she wants me to get an ultrasound of my neck. So I call my husband and tell him the news (I'm doing OK at this point). Then I call my best friend, after I tell her, I'm still stunned. I ask her "Does this mean I 'had' cancer?". She says yes, but I'm OK now she reassures me. OK, I move on.
A few weeks later, not thinking that the ultrasound will be a big deal, I go to my appointment-alone. I ask the tech "will I be seeing the doctor today", she says it's not likely. She's looking around, I've got tons of goo on my neck. She spends A LOT of time on one side of my neck. Then she tells me that she will have the doctor come in. (WTF!!!???-didn't she just say he wouldn't need to come in???!!!) He comes in and asks about my surgeries and biopsy. He also looks on one side of my neck. Jesus, he has such a dry personality. He's all business. While looking at my neck, he explains that I have abnormal lymph nodes. That they will likely need to be removed. Normally someone would get a biopsy of the lymph nodes at this point but since they've already found cancer, more surgery is most likely. A single tear streams done my cheek and onto my neck. He hands me a tissue, cleans off the goo, and tells me that he will call me endo.
A couple of weeks later, I have 55 lymph nodes and the remainder of my thyroid removed. 2 months later after much prep and a very restrictive diet, I have a treatment of Radioactive Iodine (basically they nuke my whole body and any remaining thyroid tissue will take up the Iodine and the Radiation will kill it). I'm in isolation for 10 days in my bedroom. My husband has to knock on the door, deliver my food on a disposable plate. 24 hours into the isolation, I have a rare reaction (Iodine poisoning). I can't be in a car or near another human for a prolonged time, so I just have to tough it out. I feel worse than shit! Slowly, I start to feel better. After 10 days, I finally get to hug my kids. After 2 weeks, my husband can sleep in our bed again. After a month and 1/2, I can be around pregnant women or babies. 6 months later, I'm officially in remission.
1 year and 3 mos later, I'm finally feeling back to myself. My medication seems to be at the correct level. I will become myself again.
My husband has had a vasectomy, I won't get pregnant again. This time I will lose weight.
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