So, yesterday, I went to the doctor's so he could tell me all about my blood tests results and the ultrasound. As it turned out, "autoimmune thyroiditis" and "cyst". A tiny cyst — like 0.4 x 0.6 x 0.6 cm or something — but thyroid glands otherwise not overly swollen. The blood tests were worse — there were four tests for four antibodies/T4/T3 whatchamacallits were all from five to over 10 percent over or under the normal range. It's pills for me to control the things attacking the other things, then a review of the dosage in two months' time, and pills pills pill for another 22 months before a check up to see whether I'd gone into remission or not. Even if I did go into remission, chances of my relapsing is higher than my chances of remission. Joy.
Also, close to midnight, I had an accident with solid metal Ganesha. Ended up with a really large and ugly bump on my forehead. A&E at around 1 a.m. to make sure there was no concussion. Ganesha weighed at least 800 gm ...
Anyway. I've been listening to 'Barfi' every day, on repeat. It makes me sooooo happy and I forget shit. Better than drugs and alcohol!
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