Another email sent to me reveals what this disease does when treatment is not correct, then what happens when the right treatment is applied...
She writes:
Wow, I was depressed enough for YEARS to have been on anti-depressants. But I never wanted to take them, being pretty against drugs so I never complained to the doctor ... and in fact wouldn't have been able to say exactly what was wrong. I had no reason really to be depressed.
Here is what I felt like when I was still sick with hypothyroidism: I didn't care to do things with my kids..or my husband. I didn't care whether or not the house got cleaned, unless company came. I felt like I would rather die than live for probably 15 years at least. It got worse and worse and the brain fog was so bad that I felt like I had gone into my own little cave of fog where nobody could get in there with me. I would have loved to live away from people all the time and never see anyone. There were so many days where all I could do was to lay on the couch and that was depressing.
One time we had planned a trip to the Bahamas with our business for a rewards trip. Our whole family was going. I backed out the very last minute because I just could not get it together to find clothes that fit my overweight body, was too tired to shop for more and was so darned depressed that I felt completely worthless. My family went without me and I still shed tears over missing that trip.
That was a deep dark endless depression. Just a couple of weeks before I was finally diagnosed, I remember sitting by the side of the pool in the backyard and looking at the cement, thinking If I never feel better than this, I would just rather die, Lord. Please take me to heaven if this is as good as it gets, because I can't take feeling like this anymore. I had no idea there was anything truly wrong and I had always somehow felt that if I were to work harder at it, I would snap out of it. Of course that never happened until Armour.
But I am free of that now almost completely. I am taking 4.25 grains of Armour. I took HC for 7 months, getting as high as 25 mg for 3 months before I had total relief of that afternoon depression and brainfog. I began to wean offthe HC when my Armour was optimal, and I felt well again. I am now down to 5 mg HC, 2 months later and doing amazingly well. The depression is GONE. Colors are brighter, I can enjoy life again. And I look forward to continued improvements with Armour.
Sincerely, M_______
Gee girlfriends ... who does this sound like? I bet a few of the guys I dated (during my worst days of this disease) see me in the words of this email. Yes, some still come here to read my madness. (They come for the punishment ;-)).
I am in shock as to how well Armour is doing with me...
Story after story, and we have yet to get on Oprah. I often wonder if her weight issues are hormone related. Until national awareness, we continue the fight...
Until next time-
C
