Not so Grave these days

This morning I went to see my endocrinologist for my 18 month check-up. Yes, it's been that long since I had my second hit of radiation: 6 months of awful followed by 12 months of feeling better than I have in years, slowly re-building my health and my life. The verdict: frankengland is stable, my immune system has stopped producing thyroid antibody and all is fantastically well.

There's still a chance of future wobbles since I still have 50% thyroid function. I may lose function over time and need to take more Thyroxin; my immune system may kick off and send me hyperthyric again, but both these outcomes are considered unlikely right now and I am a picture of endocrine health. Dr. B's conclusion: I don't need to see him again. We're done.

It's been a long journey: 6 years now or there-abouts, but it's finally over (at least for a good while). I'm healthy, I'm happy and I have re-claimed my life. Thank you, those who've journeyed with me, sent me love when I was struggling to get through each and every day, held out a hand when I fell down. May those dark days now be nothing more than memories to look back on just to see how far I have come.

Here's to health, radiation, and replacing my thyroid with little white pills - a far more reliable option!