On Friday, I was diagnosed with Hashimoto’s Disease – and I jumped for FUCKING JOY.
Stay with me here.
All the blurry, tired eyes, the pregnancy-like sleepiness (don’t even), the lack of being able to focus, the ridiculous hair shedding (good thing I’m packing hair like a lion’s mane, because my bathroom looked like a Portuguese Water Dog exploded every day), ALL OF IT.
Done. In roughly 5-6 weeks when the medicine kicks in.
It’s a big name for an under-performing thyroid, and I get to join my dad and Leah in this category. A thryroid trifecta!
I have never been so excited to name something and get it FIXED. It’s been a year of — not me. And now? ME!
My hand to G-d, I fist-pumped talking to the nurse. No shame.
So, you know what, 2014? I’m ready for ya.
Come at me – and watch me whip my hair atcha.