I have been diagnosed with Hashimoto's Disease and I am not a happy Nubian. For those of you who want more detailed information you can find it here. I have never been enamored with Japan, unlike my fellow blogger Vinny, and now I know why.
Hashimoto's is not life threatening, but what it is, is soul destroying. The weight gain has been horrific and along with that comes depression as every diet or exercise you try only maintains your weight. Some times I will lose up to 5lbs, but those are added quickly and this yo yo back and forth has been challenging.
I am tired of the various Doctors response of "you will be on medication for the rest of your life" - "this is what happens with this disease" - "going to increase your anti-depressants"
I am tired of people asking me what my diet is, or how much exercise do I do. I am about to get lock jaw from clenching it so soundly at those comments. I feel as though every time I go out people are looking at me and living in a college town where the skinny bitches run around in yoga gear does nothing for my self-esteem. Yes I know, we have heard all the jokes about the fat girl having a 'gland' problem, but when it happens to you, it's not so funny anymore.
I am so frustrated and angry I want to kick something. Pity my ex lives so far away, he would be great kicking material.
So I will continue to plod along, taking meds and hoping that I drop at least a few pounds before the winter. If I don't future blog posts ain't going to be pretty.