My lack of updating has nothing to do with the whole "fraud" thing and everything to do with this whole "thyroid" thing.
Things took a turn for the worse since returning from NYC and I practically got on my knees and begged the endocrinologist to increase my medication, but he refused because my levels were "completely in the normal range" except, he retested me and " haha WHOOPS! You were right! You DO need more medication!" I knew it because for the past week I've barely been able to function. Tony's sick of hearing it. My kids are sick of hearing it. I'm pretty sure everyone in my entire life is sick of hearing it, but you know what? I'm fucking sick of living it, so we're even.
I don't really mean that. I am very concerned about how this is affecting my relationship with my husband. He told me last night he "doesn't know what to do for me anymore." I'm not asking him to do anything but be patient with me (as things aren't getting done around the house the way they should be.) but I can understand why he said that. I'm no party to live with right now. (I know that's hard to believe based on these exciting! and beautifully written posts.)
So, anyway, that's where I'm at right now and pretty much where I've been for what, the last year?
Shit.







I'm so sorry. Time for a new doctor yet, Y?