Dec 28, 2010 - 2:04 pm
About three weeks ago my doctor adjusted my level of synthroid (I had a TT in November). He upped my dose from 88 mcg to 100mcg. About a weekish later, after my new dose of synthroid, I started to go ... well it feels like I'm insane.
I am ANXIOUS about EVERYTHING to the point where I'm hardly eating anything. I pick these stupid things to be worried about (like my teeth falling out, which is ridiculous because I've never even had a cavity) and I just AGONIZE over it. I've been grinding my teeth. I hardly eat. I watched the show Cops one Saturday and spent the next three days worried that I was going to be arrested (I've never even had a ticket).
So I tell my doctor about all of this and I finish my diatribe by saying "I'm pretty sure you could commit me to an insane asylum right now and I'd fit in perfectly." I mean, I'm not even a functioning member of society right now. And the thing is, I KNOW this is irrational... I just can't STOP it. Does that make sense? It's like in some small corner of my mind the normal me is crying out but the psycho me is totally overpowering her.
Anyway, the doctor told me that "this is completely normal when medication is being adjusted. Just deal with it. It should pass." So basically I should suffer through this complete insanity. It's totally okay that I'm insane and this too shall pass. It just sucks because I feel like this is robbing me of my LIFE. On top of all that, I feel like I'm the only person alive who has these problems so I'm really REALLY hoping someone else on here has felt like this during the course of their treatment.
On an aside, I'm getting ready for RAI - which will happen in the first week of January. I'm afraid that will just exasperate this craziness and I can't imagine being any more nutso than I already am....
I guess I just had to rant, or something.... looking for friends out here in crazy land.
I'm sorry for going on and on. I guess this is just the absolute hardest hurtle that I've faced and I was really counting on the doctor telling me that he could help me somehow. Hearing basically "get over it, kid," really REALLY shattered me - and I just needed to let this out.