Dear thyroid.
I don't like you. Why can't you just behave like you're supposed to? I don't want to have Graves' Disease. I don't want even more eye problems than I already have. I don't want my endo to scrunch her face up when I ask her if it's okay to exercise (and go on a bike tour in two weeks that's already paid for). I don't want to fit in multiple doctors visits in my already busy schedule. I don't want to feel like I'm going to burst into tears and not know if that's "just my thyroid" or if I'm having a legitimate emotional response to stress.
Grrrr.
That is all. For now.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher