Tag: medicine
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: a happy ending :
Getting out of bed in the morning is a part-time job. My knees ache, my neck is stiff, my back hurts, I’m snappish and lethargic and useless. Um, is that news? Only to me; I’m not decrepit. I ride a bike, walk, choose stairs over elevators, heck, I tote that barge and lift that bale. […]
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: a free-range thyroid :
Medicine, as it’s practiced today, is an industry. To call it healthcare would be a misnomer, since there’s no care involved. Compassion is as quaintly obsolete as Pong. I have Graves’ disease. While that sounds dire, I assure you it’s not. It’s a hyperactive thyroid, nothing more. I take a pill every day. Or did […]
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: the thyroid report :
You know what I miss? I miss the days when I was blissfully unaware of the endocrine system. When I knew nothing of the secret, clandestine workings of the thyroid gland and its wicked hormones. Those were good days, really good days, but they’re gone forever. You see, the thyroid is the master gland of […]
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: a free-range thyroid :
Remember the bumper sticker that said, ‘Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most’? I used to think that was funny. It’s not, it’s debilitating. The simplest, most mindless tasks present a daunting challenge these days. Last night, for instance, I decided to make mashed potatoes for about the billionth time. […]
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: the ablation :
When the medical people take down a thyroid without surgery they call the procedure an ablation. That’s what I have on my schedule for this afternoon. You know, I think I’d rather be handcuffed and hauled off to jail than have this done; hospitals are, without question, my least favorite places on the planet. Once […]
the whirly girl 