freedom

I'm out. Got out yesterday afternoon in fact - time off for good behaviour? I'm fucked though, I was sitting outside the hospital waiting for my lift and I was thinking - is this the same person who cycled clear across the city only two weeks ago? - and if you knew this city you would know that would be mean at least one hill of moderate proportions. Walking up the the stairs is presenting a challenge at the moment. What would life be if you had an underactive thyroid? Lethargic and depressed I guess. Well - I'm back on the T3 and waiting for it kick in, got kind friends who are looking out for me, and my own comfy sofa in front of a fully functioning TV - who could want for anything more. And to top it all it looked as if the whole body scan they gave me before I left was completely clear! There certainly isn't any trace of thyroid left in my neck....Only change is constant as old Charlie would say. The next hurdle is going onto the T4 and dealing with another new consultants face, but I'm getting better at it - smile, and.....breathe!