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I'm very nervous, about three things. Two are medical, as per usual.
Thing One
I officially requested to have the radioactive iodine treatment, which ablates (or blasts) remaining thyroid cells in the body, basically killing them. Anything that remains in the system will have a traceable radioactive bit, so in the extremely unlikely event that I get another tumor, they can locate the issue faster. My doctor recommended it highly, as have pretty much everyone else, on the 'preventative measures' reasoning. I decided to go ahead and do it soon, after long talks with T, about babies and things (you absolutely should not get pregnant within 6 months of this, and my doctor is putting my limit at 9 months, which makes sense).
That's great and all. The problem is that i had been thinking it would just be a pill that I take, no fuss, no muss. And that is what would have been the case, had a pharmaceutical company not had manufacturing problems. Apparently you have to stop taking your meds for 3 weeks so the levels of blah blah are right. There is this fancy awesome drug, Thyrogen, that makes it possible for you to NOT stop taking it. But it is not available to anyone except high-risk people, which I am not, until like sometime in 2012. Which is too long. So I have to do it the old fashioned way, which I understand rather fucking sucks.
You go hypothyrodic: weight gain, extreme fatigue, depression/anxiety, etc. I am really rather freaked out about this. I already am not thrilled with my weight, am prone to depression and anxiety, and I think I've experienced what happens, in a very very mild way, when I don't take the hormone on time.
And then afterward, I'll be radioactive. Which sounds funny, green spit and such, but really it means I can't kiss T, can't sleep in the same bed as him, can't share food, have to flush the toilet twice at least, can't let people handle dishware I have used, can't be near pregnant women or kids, and probably shouldn't be near my cats. For an indeterminate amount of time - probably 3ish days. That is a long time.
It's scary. It's also scary to think that i am trying to get a job during this, and I am worried about the possibility of being exhausted during an interview, or incapable of getting one because I am too damn tired to do anything. We're approaching one month away from my 'time to get any job' marker.
Plus, our anniversary. Is right around when all this will happen. So I'll either be feeling like shit or unable to touch him.