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Originally posted by ino View PostDon't give up getting better Jay. I know not only one, but two persons who definitely suffered from hyperthyroidism. (Which typically finally leads to hypothyroidism.) The one person whose story I was most impressed about, is the story of a close friend of mine, which goes like this: She was on thyroid medicines for a few years, but then she read all she could about all diets - classic and new info, like fasting - and she also focused on other 'disciplines' like meditation. For years now she has been off the conventional thyriod medicines and her general practitioner is amazed, as her hormone levels before and now leave no doubt that a life style change has really worked with her. That said, I'm not trying to give you false hope, as I don't what state your thyriod gland is at. I wish for you to find what will work for you.
Right now I'm just depending on meds because I'm too wonky and stressed and out of it to even worry about all these other tactics, to reverse it naturally. Most of the day I'm crammed in a daze, so far out of it that I don't even know what I'm doing while I'm doing it, which is not good at all. So I'm to the point where the highlight of my day is going to the mailbox. I feel like a 85 year old or something. Like WTH I'm 34.
The normalcy is returning, more often, but slowly. Only problem, it always happens at the wrong part of the day, and it doesn't last long at all, and then I'm back to being ghost. I'm hanging on, I'm hanging on by a thread, but there is hope.
There is hope.
You never slow down, you never grow old!
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Originally posted by Jay1983 View PostI would say most of my life I've been hyper, with it shoving me in the hypo side rarely. It seems now, I'm more hypo, with barely ever experiencing any of the hyper, although it does happen.
Right now I'm just depending on meds because I'm too wonky and stressed and out of it to even worry about all these other tactics, to reverse it naturally. Most of the day I'm crammed in a daze, so far out of it that I don't even know what I'm doing while I'm doing it, which is not good at all. So I'm to the point where the highlight of my day is going to the mailbox. I feel like a 85 year old or something. Like WTH I'm 34.
The normalcy is returning, more often, but slowly. Only problem, it always happens at the wrong part of the day, and it doesn't last long at all, and then I'm back to being ghost. I'm hanging on, I'm hanging on by a thread, but there is hope.
There is hope.
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