Mar. 29th, 2007

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"Wow," my endocrinologist said, "you're doing really well. Really, really well."

My endocinologist is fabulous, but he's also famously cranky. This is the first time in about five years of seeing him that he's said anything like this.

My thyroid levels are rock-solid. My cholesterol, blood sugars, and everything else is really really good. I am fit, I'm losing weight, and my risk factors for heart disease and diabetes are as low as they can get for someone with an autoimmune disease.

This is really a best-case outcome, especially with how severe my thyroid disease is and how long I went untreated (and the period of my life when I went untreated; adolescence is a really damned difficult time of one's life to have one's thyroid go out on you).

There's work that has to be done to maintain this, of course. I have a chronic disease that there is no cure for, only treatment. I have to be aggressive about remembering my meds, about staying active, about eating well. I have to go to my endocrinologist at least every year and sometimes more often when things start getting out of balance.

But for now I'm doing really well. It's taken a lot of work to get here, but here I am.



(And when I say that my endocrinologist is famously cranky, I mean that whenever I tell a doctor that I'm seeing him, they say, "Oh, Dr. Murray. He's great, but doesn't have much for bedside manner.")

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