Showing posts with label Schmidt's Syndrome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Schmidt's Syndrome. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Next In Line Please...

To answer the question of where I have been and why I have not been blogging lately,
please read the following post. This is real.
Cheers, Sausage...







Another day with Polyendocrine deficiency type 2 aka Schmidt's Syndrome also known as a lovely combination of hypothyroidism and adrenal insufficiency. Another day of ups and downs, highs and lows and the recurring roller coaster of emotions that accompany me through my diseased journey.  It is hard to believe that 20 years have passed since I was diagnosed with this bullshit, 20 years since Uncle Sam told me to get off his battleship and don't come back, 20 long years of pills and pharmacy lines behind old people, sick people and me telling myself I am not like them. I am not diseased just misdiagnosed by under qualified lab coat wearing clowns pimping for the pharmaceutical whores who line their lab coats with lies and dollars.

The last five years have been the most difficult with altered dosages and mood swings, the type of mood swings that can take a man from the pinnacle of happiness to the wearing of a hockey mask along with the desire to machete the limbs off of complete strangers. Now when I think of Jason Vorhees or Michael Meyers touting their talents on the good people of the world I stop and ask myself...I wonder what dosage they take...

The wary quest continues to find a cure but none will ever be found, the closest we came was when Oprah Winfrey was diagnosed with a thyroid disease and the national media groveled at her feet weeping over her symptoms and we were spotlighted for about a month.  Soon after that the lights flickered and went out and moved on to some freak who's uterus fast tracked 8 babies and now has a reality show.

It could always be worse, my disease is not life threatening not even a disease just a lowly syndrome but one that pushes and bullies the emotions mafia style - take the pills and shut up....Next in line please.....

Gentlemen, no need to fight I have plenty of refills