I Went To Walmart and Didn’t Cry

Graves Disease. It sounds scary, but despite numerous unpleasant side effects should be manageable. I hope.

Graves Disease exhausts you and makes you so incredibly weak. About a week ago I went to Walmart and stood in the parking lot crying at the overwhelming thought of putting my groceries into the car.

I thought it might be a good idea to blog about my silly hyperactive thyroid. It could help me remember what to tell my plethora of new doctors, for one thing. And it might be amusing for me to look back and remember how I felt. The only problem is that I’ve just been too exhausted to write. And if I ever had an attention span, it …. well, instead of finishing that sentence I spent the last few minutes staring at my pixelating Netflix movie.

So I guess I can start from here and skip over the last 6 weeks of shaking, sweating, heart racing, weak, headachey, anxious,  irritable exhaustion.

The racing heart is being slowed down by medication and some other medication is supposed to slow down my thyroid. Someday. In a few weeks.

Meanwhile, last night I went to Walmart and did not cry in the parking lot. I consider that an improvement. I’ve got to get rid of this brain fog soon, though. When I got home I noticed that my $800 camera was sitting casually on the back floor of my car.