Don’t tell me I talk about my illness too much. Every movement. Every breath. Is a reminder that I’m not ok. That I may never succeed.That I can’t do things that normal people do. That everyday is a struggle. Never ever tell me I talk about it too much.
casual reminder not to be a dick to overweight people just bc you don’t like the fact that they’re fat. many overweight people are living with unseen chronic illnesses that cause them to be fat and treating them like shit for it is not gonna help them get any healthier. the time it takes for a healthy person to lose weight doubles or triples for someone with an endocrine disorder. keep that in mind next time you decide to bully someone bc of their weight.
Just don’t bully anyone. Period. There is a very clear difference between encouraging someone to be healthy and being a fucking asshole
Don’t EVER tell me that I shouldn’t raise awareness for a disease because “It’s not that bad, there are worse diseases.” Don’t tell me “It’s just a stomach ache, it’s just joint pain.”
ALL diseases deserve awareness. They effect us all the same.
Whether it’s Cancer, asthma, IBD. Lupus, Ehlers danlos syndrome, CFS, diabetes, or Cystic Fibrosis, and the thousands of other diseases. They are all illnesses that affect our daily lives.
There will always be someone who has it worse. Always. But that doesn’t mean the pain we feel is not real, or less important. When you compare these illnesses, you minimize what someone goes through. Don’t minimize the pain of others, because unless you have gone through it you can’t judge it. You don’t know what it’s like.
Honestly, fuck any vegan who tells someone that veganism can resolve any medical issue. Stop being a piece of shit and giving out medical advice you’re not fucking qualified to give, you self-important assholes. Christ on crackers, I totally understand why vegans have such a shitty reputation.
Another name for someone with a chronic illness is, light seeker. Because that’s all we do. We look for the light in the darkness. The light at the end of the tunnel. The north star, anything. Anything to give us the faith to keep going. The hope, it will get better.
My fiance works for a pet medical insurance and we discuss about a session he attended yesterday about hyperthyroidism and hypothyroidism. He told me on how cats usually get hyperthyroidism and dogs get hypothyroidism. Hyperthyroidism was "curable" through the process of SX/radioactive iodine therapy yet due to cost owners elect to just treat with methimazole/thyroid drugs. I was hoping you can enlighten us with this topic and whether any thing he told me was true. Thanks a bunch! :)
You’re fiancé is about right.
If anyone is getting lost, “hypo” = not enough or too low, and “hyper” = extra or too high.
Dogs typically get hypothyroidism, where for whatever reason the body
doesn’t have enough circulating thyroid hormones. There are multiple
ways this can happen, but presumed immune mediated destruction of the
thyroid gland is probably the most common. Dogs typically have a low
circulating T4 hormone level. TSH (Thyroid Stimulating Hormone) can be
high or low depending on what sort of hypothyroidism the dog has, and
how long they’ve had it.
Affected dogs often show vague symptoms that are often mistaken for
‘getting old’. They may be lethargic, inactive, slow to move, prone to
weight gain, develop skin issues including thickening and blackheads,
and the fur on the body may shed, or become paler or more brittle.
Hypothyroidism rarely presents as an emergency, but untreated cases can
result in myxoedema coma. Thyroid hormones can basically be thought of
like an accelerator for the metabolism, and without them the body’s
metabolism can grind to a halt. Affected dogs can have low heart rate,
low respiratory rate, low body temperature, low blood pressure and low
blood glucose and often have dull mentation.
Hypothyroidism (before myxoedema coma develops) is treated relatively easily by supplementing thyroid
hormones as tablets, with regular monitoring to ensure the dog is not
getting too much or too little.
Hyperthyroidism in cats is the opposite. Cats with this condition
produce far too much thyroid hormones, so their metabolism is rapid.
Affected cats are often very hungry, and eat well, but can loose huge
amounts of weight. They also often have a rapid heart rate and high
blood pressure. They sometime seem extra twitchy or cranky, and are reportedly prone to aggression. This can also cause hypertrophic cardiomyopathy or
sudden blindness due to retinal detachment.
Affected cats sometimes present as emergency patients due to blindness
or cardiac issues. They will commonly get other medical conditions,
partly because these cats can be kept stable for a long period of time.
Cats can be treated with daily medication, either tablets or with a
transdermal gel, and methimazole snd carbimazole are common drug
choices. They can also be treated with radioactive iodine therapy, which
is sort of a once off treatment. I say ‘sort of’ because while many
cats appear cured, cats can also become hyperthyroid again 3, 5 or more
years after treatment. Given that most cats developing this condition
are already senior cats, many will simply succumb to other conditions
before the hyperthyroidism has a chance to re-emerge.
Surgery is doable, but it’s not my first choice. The thyroid is very
vascular, there’s the potential to accidentally remove the parathyroid
glands, and there’s an awful lot of thumping big blood vessels in the
neck that I would prefer not to be cutting around.
While the cost of radioactive iodine might be prohibitive for some, we
often recommend using the daily medication first to ensure no renal
pathology is unmasked. I’d argue that you need to treat the
hyperthyroidism anyway, even if kidney disease is present, but
admittedly it may not be financially worthwhile to undertake radioactive
iodine therapy for a cat with a reduced life expectancy.
Radioactive iodine, or surgery, can also result in a cat who becomes hypothyroid, like a dog, needing daily supplementation.
So it’s not just costs that influence people’s decisions in these situations, but the take home message sounds right.
this is going to be one of the most personal things i’ve posted in awhile. So, today is #noshameday , which is a day to acknowledge those in the disabled community, because unfortunately, we go unheard and unnoticed a lot of the time.
My name’s Danyelle, I’m currently 18 and I have irritable bowel syndrome, non-alcoholic fatty liver disease, scoliosis, scheuermanns disease, type 2 diabetes, hypothyroidism, hidradenitis suppurativia, asthma, + polycystic ovarian syndrome. Quite a mouthful, huh? Not really sure how to go about this post so please bear with me!
visible disabilities :
We discovered all this lovely stuff around the time I was 8. it started with the discoloration you see in my armpit. We thought it was a rash, but it actually has to do with being insulin resistant. (ties in with my type 2 diabetes) the discoloration is in my groin, and around the back of my neck. It feels very odd to purposely be posting a picture of it because in all my other selfies I try SO hard to hide it. Summer is always full of anxiety because of it. When I was in elementary school, Kids used to think it was dirt and make fun of me. The other thing, if you haven’t noticed, is there is a huge scar across my armpit (its on the other one too) I have a skin disease called HS and the flares you get from those almost resemble a boil but under the skin. I’ve been dealing with that since I was 11. At the age of 16 I had to have surgery on my armpits to remove all of them. I won’t go in to detail but the recovery process after the surgery was brutal. Let’s just say it had to heal with open stitches. I had literal hoes in my arm pits. Yeah, good times.
The third picture is to show the disfigurement of my back. I have scoliosis and scheuermann’s. Scoliosis is curves of the spine. I have two, one is 39 degrees, and the one in the lower lumbar area is 20 degrees. Scheuermann’s is another form of disfigurement. Its really hard to explain, Here’s a quote from wikipedia. – “
Scheuermann’s disease describes a condition where the vertebrae grow unevenly with respect to the sagittal plane; that is, the posterior angle is often greater than the anterior. This uneven growth results in the signature “wedging” shape of the vertebrae
“ Living with these two things have caused me so many problems. I am in pain constantly. And trying to find clothes can be almost impossible. I can only where sports bras because I can not find a “regular” bra with a big enough band to accommodate my curve. Dress shopping for school dances or anything was hell. It’s little things like that which make me feel “not normal”. And once again, I can’t believe I’m posting a picture of my back on purpose, because I always try to hide my back and posture in photos.
when I was around 13 I had a colonoscopy to try and determine why the hell my stomach was giving me so much trouble. I was diagnosed with Irritable bowel syndrome. IBS ruined my schooling. I missed half the year, EVERY YEAR in middle school. In high school I decided to just get my GED because It was too much for me, and the school did NOT accommodate me as they should have. They thought I was lying, exaggerating, just didnt feel like going to class. IBS is something you deal with every day. Granted, some days are better than others but its constantly in the back of your mind.
Depression, and anxiety had also started to take over my life around the time I left school, which as most of you guys know from my blog, I still struggle with mental illness to this day.
Around the time they found the discoloration of my skin, someone decided we should do blood work and check everything out. I was diagnosed with non-alcoholic fatty liver disease. I had a liver biopsy to get more information. We then found out my liver enzymes were high enough that I was looking at a future liver transplant. Which luckily never happened because I managed to get it under control, but that took years. no one I knew my age had these “problems.” I couldn’t relate to other kids. We also found out from the results of that blood work that my thyroid was barely functioning, aka hypothyroidism. and to top it off I had been officially diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. My blood sugar was and is all over the place. My doctors want to put me on insulin but are actually giving me one more shot (no pun intended) to try and get my blood sugar down on my own. I am slightly terrified.
at 14 I was told I had polycystic ovary syndrome. I hadn’t had a period before, and once again they did bloodwork, and found out I have a hormone imbalance- too many male hormones. Which causes facial hair (I’m very lucky that I don’t have this any worse than I do.) and that explains why I don’t have regular periods. When I do get a period, it feels like I’m being attacked from the inside. Almost like my body doesn’t understand what the hells going on.
,After going to the emergency room 5 times for a nebulizer they diagnosed me with asthma
decided to prescribe an inhaler- finally.
and last but not least the reasoning behind the medicine picture
This was to put it into a visual. All of it. I take so many medicines every single day. It’s taken me years to accept that I need medicine to basically function, and thats okay. I am so proud of myself for coming this far. It has been anything but easy. I have to constantly remind myself that I am beautiful.That I can still be unproportioned, have discoloration, and multiple other things- and still be beautiful. My disabilities don’t make me any less.
I don’t talk about them as often as I should. I have so many friends who don’t even know all of this about me. Without meaning to, I hide my disabilities as often as possible. That is what we are taught in society. Well, fuck that.
Here’s to every single one of you that has been made to feel like a burden, who have been constantly told if you just lose weight everything will be fixed,, who has dealt with the school and been treated like shit. To those who can’t get out of bed most of the time, and to those who still try too. You’re all my fucking hero’s.
When I was 12 I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. I am now almost 23.
I’ve heard everything. “You don’t look sick.” “So you just take a pill every day and you’re fine, right?” “But isn’t that an old lady disease?” “So if I took your pills would it make me skinny?” “But, if you just ate less/better, you would lose the weight like the rest of us."
Hypo makes me tired, not just tired, but exhausted. I could sleep all day without any trouble.
It makes me depressed. My hormones get messed up and I can’t handle the smallest daily tasks. It can get so bad that I want it all to end. I have to keep reminding myself it’s my thyroid.
It makes me hurt. All of my joints ache and I feel like I’m a 60 year-old woman. It makes it so even getting out of bed can be painful.
It makes me forgetful. I get brain fog so badly that I forget it’s my thyroid that causes it.
It makes me hate sexual contact. Although I have amazingly strong sexual desires, when it comes down to the act I can barely get up my urges, or my energy to do anything about it.
The thyroid is sometimes nicknamed “gland central” because it influences almost every organ, tissue, and cell in the body.
One of the biggest difficulties is that my illness doesn’t show. I am outwardly an incredibly happy person, and can have moments of falsified high-energy.