My recovery is going well. I have minimal pain, no bleeding, and am just starting to bruise in the area of my thyroid. Now, I know exactly where the goiter is!
It wasn’t until last night that it really sunk in that I had a biopsy to check for cancer. I was told it’s likely a benign thyroid nodule but still, I had a biopsy. In some people’s worlds this would be a very serious thing even with the odds on my side. I suppose I just can’t let it sink in because of what my Endocrinologist said as he examined me. He said,
Yes, you have hypothyroidism and yes, you have a thyroid adenoma but your thyroid is the least of your problems. You have signs of a rare neurological disorder.
It would make a fun button, if it fit.
My thyroid is the least of my problems. That’s still so hard to accept. I keep repeating those words to myself. I don’t understand what makes it so hard for me to accept. I have many reminders. Today, I lost track of how many times I fell. Not big spills but falls due to unsteadiness. I am using my cane pretty much all the time and I am weak.
I’ve taken a short hiatus from my exhaustive google searching for some kind of clues as to what is causing my leg problem. I can’t find anything that sounds like it could be the cause that does not have concomitant mental retardation. But the search is back on. I find some comfort in feeling like an active participant in figuring out what’s wrong. I find some comfort in letting the tears stream down as I link search term combinations like foot drop, hyperreflexia, clonus, unilateral, and the list goes on. This drives my husband crazy so I search in isolation.
Today, on a regular rock station, I heard Frank Sinatra singing “My Way”. I’ve downloaded it on iTunes. Talk about tears…
For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way.
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