Wait. Wrong story. Sorry.
So I get a call from my doctor yesterday. Last week I found out that my last month or so on synthroid have leveled out my blood and thyroid functioning. Yay! At about the same time I went for a thyroid ultrasound, because my throat felt "a little boggy" to the doctor. Boo! Yesterday I also got the results of the ultrasound - a little nodule on either side of my thyroid. One's a centimeter and the other a centimeter and a half. Boo!
So today the nurse calls and asks me what my schedule looks like on any given week. I told her what days usually work for me. Then she asked if I'm claustrophobic. I told her that I'm not, but that I am afraid of heights. She didn't seem to care. Some nurse she is. ;)
Here's what it boils down to, so far. I have to be off my thyroid meds for ten days. Then I go to the hospital and they draw some blood, then let a radioactive spider bite my throat. Seriously. Really!
Fine. Don't believe me. I have to swallow a radioactive iodine pill, wait an hour, then have an x-ray done. Then come back five hours later for another x-ray. Then come back the next morning for another x-ray.
I'll let y'all know if my pee glows in the dark after I swallow that pill.
I did ask the doctor - she called me instead of her nurse on Wednesday - if she couldn't just take my thyroid out and be done with it. We know there's a huge family history. I'm already on the medication. Why wait till there are serious problems? Make it go away. Evidently that's not how this works. Dang. Something about other glands in the immediate vicinity and it being somewhat risky. I know it'll have to come out at some point, people. I seriously doubt it will be any less risky then than it is now. Gah.
That's my story. For now. I go in the morning after Easter, at 7:30 in the AM. I will definitely let y'all know what's happening. And I'll let you know if I glow in the dark. Wouldn't that be cool?
Until I write again ...