Diagnosis: Hashimoto's Disease

Hashimoto's Disease.  I had heard of it before but not sure why or where.  As I mentioned in my first post, when I had my physical, I was mostly concerned about my mental health.  With the death of my dad, it was hanging in the balance.  Earlier in the week, she prescribed Wellbutrin for my depression - we both felt that if I could get the depression and anxiety under control, I would start to feel better and my overall health would improve.  With the revelation of Hashimoto's, she said that it was a thyroid disease and while it hadn't affected my thyroid yet, it was just a matter of time.  She also said that there wasn't a cure but the best way to manage it was with a synthetic thyroid medication.  Eventually, I may have to consider surgical intervention (meaning removal of the thyroid) but that would only be after the good thyroid tissue was completely destroyed.  The doctor said she was sending a prescription for synthetic thyroid to my favorite pharmacy.   I was to take it as directed and we would follow-up in 3-6 months with another blood test.  She wanted to see me in four weeks to evaluate the efficacy of the anti-depressant and we could talk then too.

I did what anyone in my situation would do - I called my sister Angie.  I told her what I knew (which wasn't much) and what the plan of attack was.  I looked up Hashimoto's on Google using very little energy.  I was happy I finally had a reason for feeling so puny and thought that following my doctor's advice was enough.  I had taken Synthroid in the past as one of the many "solutions" offered to kick-start my weight loss.  It didn't work for that but since I actually had a diagnosis this time, I hoped it would work.

A couple of days later, I finally picked up the prescription and started taking it.  I guess I expected to start feeling better right away.

You know how this turns out, right?

I didn't.