Keeping this sweet and simple. because I had this ridiculously long post written. Gonna be honest. It probably would have bored everyone to tears. (Even if I thought I was hilarious) Except for my mom. Maybe my sister. Because let's face it. They care. And they think I am funny. Most of the time. (keyword there is AND. Because I have lots of people that care about me. Ahhh. I love my family and friends)!
I finally got a call back from the nurse from the endocrinologist office because I was having some arrhythmia going on. "Not cool man. Scary. But not cool". (My name is Brooke, and I quote children's movies).
I am on some medication right now to help with arrhythmia and some other symptoms.
I have no idea what the next step is. or What happens from here.
I do however now have 1,396 new questions for my doctor.
Wish me luck.
Tomorrow morning. Bright and early. I am scheduled for a radioactive iodine uptake test. I will then find out if I have Hashimotos Disease or Graves Disease. Or by some miracle. Neither. That it was a fluke. and My thyroid can correct itself.
Of the three, I obviously hope for the third option. Otherwise I prefer the Hashimotos. But I have more symptoms of Graves. ugh. I mean technically I prefer my body was perfect and healthy. We get what we get and we don't throw a fit. Right? Okay I have thrown a lot of fits. But I can't help it people. It's a symptom. I promise. Look it up. anxiety, restlessness, irritability, panic attacks.
I throw a fit and plead thyroid disease. Naughty.
I know I am lucky that both of these diseases can be treated (not cured) with thyroid hormone replacement pills and other methods. But I am still a little nervous about tomorrow. Grateful we can find out what has been causing me so much pain. But still nervous.
If you feel so inclined. Send a prayer my way. Or good vibes if that's what you want. I will take either.
And maybe if I am lucky I will walk away with a super hero power.
I think I will request elastigirl powers.