Synthroid

Today I took my new prescription level of synthroid for the first time, 200 mcg. Feeling fine so far, except for two little escapades where I yelled at my daughter for no reason at all. First, I was trying to kill a fly and missed; she was asking something about a hat and was yelled at for the fly, I think. Damn. I try not to do that. The poor kid is so good, but the hormones are sooo whacked. I wonder if she knows it is not me, or if someday she will know. For those 3 seconds I cranked at her for no reason, I don’t even remember what I said but it was my tone, I knew I was wrong and couldn’t shut my lips quickly enough. The second time I don’t even know what, but sledding on the boogie board made up for that, and of course I apologized, “Mommy’s just tired.”
How tired she must be of hearing that. It has been over three months since my total thyroidectomy. Anyway, I just put this out here, so if anyone wants to talk about thyroid cancer or TSH levels, I’d be happy to communicate. Any questions about meds, I would love to talk to someone about that too. There doesn’t seem to be too much out on the web, so I’m happy to answer any questions or just listen. Alive and happy to do so, that is the good news. So, if you are surfing around the web and come upon my blog, first of all don’t worry – easier said than done, but really don’t worry; and second, contact me. If you click on the comment word at the end of an entry, you can send me an email, or leave a comment on my blog and I’ll get back to you.
In the meantime, I’m going to try to chill while I get used to my new levels (maybe my muscles will stop feeling so "skwershy"); and set up the “Clue” game now, so we can play in the morning as soon as she wakes up. Quality time is the only recompense. Colonel Mustard did it with the rope in the ballroom, or did he? Perhaps it was the bitchy mom in the kitchen with forked tongue...