acropolis:

Results from my blood test are in.  If you don’t remember my whole deal with this, I was being tested for hypo- and hyperthyroidism.  Hypothyroidism basically makes you fat, lazy, and depressed.  Hyperthyroidism makes you energetic and hyper and cheerful.  I’ve known for years I would get one or the other.  It’s pretty much inevitable, knowing my family history with it.  But for the last few weeks since the doctor’s appt., I’ve been pretty sure that I would have hypo.  Why?  Because I am fat, lazy, and depressed.  So for the last few weeks, when my self-esteem went down, I could say to myself “Well, it’s probably just because of this thyroid thing.  Once I get on medication, I’ll be better.”  Buuuuuuut, it turns out I have fucking asymptomatic hyperthyroidism.  So, I get all the shit of having to be on meds my whole life, without any of the energy or cheerfulness.  And I really am just fat, lazy, and depressed.

I really hate the phrase “fml”, but holy shit, I am using it now.  Fuck.  My.  Life.

You think that’s a bitch? I am missing A KIDNEY, have asthma, have a missing half a thumb (hypoplastic thumb), multiple bladder diverticuli, profound bilateral neurosensory deafness, brachycardia, hypotension, a malformation of my corpus collosum (which is, ironically where the photographic memory part comes from, lol), and an enlarged heart. This is all a result of, believe it or not, Tyler Kindron Syndrome (actually my fucking doctor took all the credit and it’s named after him…my parents didnt care then because it was only about 3 months after I was born, so no one remembers his name but I have a certificate at home detailing it and that I was the first one to be discovered with it….and a free t shirt that says “I have a mutation on my chromosome 8 that causes a missing kidney, have asthma, have a missing half a thumb, multiple bladder diverticuli, profound bilateral neurosensory deafness, brachycardia, hypotension, a malformation of my corpus collosum and an enlarged heart, my doctor took the name and all I got was the frigging T-shirt”)…..and because I’m one of like 200 people who have been discovered with it, it’s considered an orphan disease and no medicine can possibly be developed to treat it. And since it’s genetic, there’s a very very very very good chance my kids will end up genetic freaks like me. So please….don’t bitch about genetics. On top of this mess, diabetes, every cancer imaginable, Alzheimers and dementia run in the family….