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my brains are dripping out my thyroid
Sep. 7th, 2007 08:54 ami've posted a couple of times about my increasing lack of rememberation during this last year. went to my doctor yesterday, and it seems that i'm not just increasingly senile and senior - my brains really are dripping out my thyroid. or perhaps my thyroid is dripping memory acid on my brain. i had no idea that a thyroid deficiency could have this visible an effect but it seems to be so.
my biggest problem is aphasia. i know what i want to say, i know there is a word for it, but i have no idea what that word is. for example, while with my doctor she was asking me about my osteoarthritis (remembered that word with no problem) and i wanted to tell her that i had very little... hmm.... STUFF left in my knees. my mind thought the word was "segment" but i knew that wasn't the right word, so i had to explain that there was STUFF that cushioned the bones in your joints and that also your nose was made out of it. cartilage. that was the word. i have very little cartilage in my knees.
now take this minor incident and multiply it by dozens of times an hour.
i also seem to be forgetting other things. although i'm not yet willing to swear that other people aren't using my disability as an excuse for not telling me things and then swearing that they really did.
i had a conversation with my daughter yesterday in which she was venting some negative feelings about screaming babies and i replied that i KNEW her babies were little darlings who NEVER screamed because i regularly read her momblog where she talks about the little darlings. she asked me if i had read her other blog recently and i had to reply that i didn't know she HAD another blog. to which i got a very adolescent reply of "MOTH-ER! i've told you a dozen times!" and a URL which i promptly accessed.
yes, she has a real blog where she vents real feelings that have nothing to do with Pollyanna and perfect motherhood. she's had it for a couple of years. why have i never seen it before? did she really tell me? did i really forget? is my brain really only contained on my bookmarks file?
to end on a positive note, my thyroid dosage has been upped yet again. i'm on a quick 5 day shock treatment of prednisone to try to tell my thyroid gland that it doesn't have to quadruple in size and work overtime to give me stuff i'm getting from pills. and i have an appointment today for a sonogram of my neck to see if the gland is really getting so big that it will effect my ability to breathe and swallow. now, if i can just remember when and where the appointment is and how to get there...
my biggest problem is aphasia. i know what i want to say, i know there is a word for it, but i have no idea what that word is. for example, while with my doctor she was asking me about my osteoarthritis (remembered that word with no problem) and i wanted to tell her that i had very little... hmm.... STUFF left in my knees. my mind thought the word was "segment" but i knew that wasn't the right word, so i had to explain that there was STUFF that cushioned the bones in your joints and that also your nose was made out of it. cartilage. that was the word. i have very little cartilage in my knees.
now take this minor incident and multiply it by dozens of times an hour.
i also seem to be forgetting other things. although i'm not yet willing to swear that other people aren't using my disability as an excuse for not telling me things and then swearing that they really did.
i had a conversation with my daughter yesterday in which she was venting some negative feelings about screaming babies and i replied that i KNEW her babies were little darlings who NEVER screamed because i regularly read her momblog where she talks about the little darlings. she asked me if i had read her other blog recently and i had to reply that i didn't know she HAD another blog. to which i got a very adolescent reply of "MOTH-ER! i've told you a dozen times!" and a URL which i promptly accessed.
yes, she has a real blog where she vents real feelings that have nothing to do with Pollyanna and perfect motherhood. she's had it for a couple of years. why have i never seen it before? did she really tell me? did i really forget? is my brain really only contained on my bookmarks file?
to end on a positive note, my thyroid dosage has been upped yet again. i'm on a quick 5 day shock treatment of prednisone to try to tell my thyroid gland that it doesn't have to quadruple in size and work overtime to give me stuff i'm getting from pills. and i have an appointment today for a sonogram of my neck to see if the gland is really getting so big that it will effect my ability to breathe and swallow. now, if i can just remember when and where the appointment is and how to get there...
