allconsuming

It’s my goiter isn’t it

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So yesterday I went to the endocrinologist. Here’s a career that would be tricky. You wouldn’t be able to walk down the street without looking at people going, ‘goiter, goiter, enlarged thyroid, over-active, under-active GOITER!’ It’d be EXHAUSTING.

First up, the guy is a legend. Apparently he is the God of Thyroid. As he said to me, ‘I write the textbooks,’ but without one grain of arrogance or inflated sense of self-importance. In fact there were a few occasions he muttered, ‘I must be getting old’. Funny brainiac.

But he did come out with some pearlers that I’ve been reeling off ever since.

Him: See that, right around your middle?
Me: Every single day
Him: The Americans call that “belly fat”
Me: Straight shooters those Americans.

Him: You’re a fat storer not a fat burner

I think I’m going to get that put on a business card. FAT STORER.

Basically my thyroid is totally kaput. It is officially a goiter at about three times the size it should be.

Him: Didn’t you notice your neck getting thicker
Me: Yeah, I just thought it was because I was fat
Him: I think you’re being a bit hard on yourself
Me: People say that to me a lot.

It’s going to take more than a year for it to go down/away.

I have what is called Hashimoto’s Disease.

Note to self: HASHimoto NOT QUASImodo.

I’m also ‘insulin resistent’. Don’t worry my “HOLY FUCK DIABETES” alarm bells were clanging nice and loud.

But at least I now know what’s going on and to not give up on the whole exercising, not drinking, eating well caper.

Still, so boring.

Onward

Written by allconsuming

May 30th, 2012 at 11:25 pm

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