Finding A Diagnosis

Well hello there.

It’s been a hot minute hasn’t it? And a lot has happened in my life since then. If you saw my post from last week you might remember me mentioning something about work in progresses being left on my loom for months or me starting and stopping another diet.

Good news is that I finally finished that one piece I started months ago. And I managed to finish a few others after that as well.

But that isn’t what this post is gonna be about. That isn’t why I sat down today to write this up. What I want to talk about, what I am going to talk about is the diagnosis I finally received.

My Health Journey

To start off, I’ve never been the healthiest of people. Something or other was always going wrong or I just never felt right. And to top it off, I kinda got the short stick when it comes to genetics. You name it, it’s in my family history.

So when I was initially diagnosed with hypothyroidism when I was 16, it wasn’t really that much of a shock. It helped to explain away why I was feeling the way I was. And so I started taking medication to help and for awhile I was good. I was feeling really good. But I wasn’t really. I had ups and downs, joint pain I couldn’t explain, constantly tired no matter how long I slept the night before. I was pretty miserable. And this continued. Came and went additional diagnosis of depression, anxiety and so on.

The year I turned 22 I hit my all time low. I hit rock bottom. I was extremely depressed and very overweight. No matter what I had done or tried nothing was working.

However, with the help of my mom and my best friend I was able to kind of turn it all around. I got back on to my medication, I started counting calories and watching how much I was eating. I lost a lot of weight. Over 50 lbs. And then the holidays happened. And then I stopped watching what I ate and just ate what sounded good to me.

And now I’m 24 and feeling like dog shit most days. I’ve been living in a brain fog that I can’t fight my way out of. Depressed about not knowing what’s wrong with me. Why I couldn’t sort anything out ever.

My youth doctors had always told my Mom that I had Hashimoto’s, a thyroid autoimmune disorder, but they never actually tested me for it. So I went years not being properly diagnosed just because they didn’t want to test me for it.

It wasn’t till just a few weeks back in July that I decided to go and see if I actually had Hashimotos or if that was just all made up by poor doctors only looking at my family’s medical history.

FYI, I have Hashimoto’s.

It’s Called Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis.

The biggest misconception about Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis (HT) that I had was that it was just a different version of Hypothyroidism. It’s not actually that, rather the hypothyroidism is a symptom of HT, because HT can cause your thyroid to fluctuate back and forth from hypo-(under-productive) to hyper-(over-productive). I am convinced that this misunderstanding came from not well educated doctors on the matter when I was younger. They obviously knew what they were doing for most of their patients, just not me.

The other thing is that before I knew for sure. Before I knew 100% that I had HT, I was pretty convinced that I did have it. I matched up most of my weird ailments. The joint pain, the heat sensitivity, the anxiety and the brain fog, and clearly the weight gain.

I did a lot of research on it, looked up what treatment plans look like, what they involve. And what a shock it was, I found little to nothing.

Really the main treatment is just synthetic thyroid hormone treatment. But to really see some life changes, I’ll need to supplement it with some key lifestyle changes. Like a bit of stricter diet, and working out consistently and regularly. Watching what kind of foods I eat. I think I have an issue with dairy.

In The End

This is something I am bound to deal with the rest of my life. But now I know better what I am dealing with and what to do about it. It took me nearly 8 or 9 years to get here, but I’m here.

There was a sense of relief when I got the email saying that it was HT. I wasn’t crazy anymore for having all these problems. All these mysterious ailments that didn’t make sense for someone my age.

But there was also a sense of dread. Of now what am I gonna do? How am I going to deal with this? What else is gonna happen to me? (I also have a almost severe Vitamin D deficiency).

All I can do know is live day by day. Making adjustments when necessary and try to make my life better. It’s been a journey so far. And I’m sure this is just the beginning.

Thanks for letting me share with you!

~Chelsea

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