"You like this movie?"
Oh yeah! So fucking hot! What is that, a transvestite jerking off into a dead horse's mouth?
"No, it's a cow's head."
Oh. I though it was a horse. Fucking lame.
*click*

at the nadir

I stopped my thyroid meds completely 3 weeks ago, and have been descending deep into hypothyroid hell. Today, the last day before I get to go back on my meds, is particularly bad. The cats are locked in the livingroom because I'm still too radioactive from the radioiodine treatment. In the last 3 weeks, with minimal dietary change, I've gained about 18lbs. The extreme myxedema make my body feels like a stuffed sausage. My face is a giant ball. My head feels like fluff. Nothing fits me. I don't want to talk to anyone. Just looking out the window at the world outside upsets me. I'm still on the low-iodine diet (until tomorrow), which means I can't even enjoy my coffee yet. This is the very very bottom, and not just because what I'm feeling -now-, but because of the strong reminder of how I've felt in the past.

I've been here before, but didn't know why. Now, all signs point back to my thyroid. And you're gone now, you tortuous little bastard. Now, rather than being an animal in pain, confused and tormented, I'm a human in pain, handling it as rationally as possible.

And now, I literally count the ticks of time until I can swallow my first return dose of Levoxyl. T-12.3 hours and counting. And then it starts to get better.

Perfect illustrations of what the last 3 weeks of extreme hypo have done to me
from:
http://www.jcrows.com/hypothyroidism.html

Perfect illustrations of what the last 3 weeks of extreme hypo have done to me
from:
http://www.jcrows.com/hypothyroidism.html

This shocks the hell out of me.
I can't wait to post an after pic.