don’t snort the synthroid

hmmmmm.

so they upped our synthroid following latest (awful) blood test results (following the surgery twelve weeks ago which removed three tumours/tumors/Tobias-and-his-sisters, two glands and our entire thyroid – and, for a period of a week – our vocal chords produced no sweet tg voice At All – if you’ve just joined us, darlings)

and the effects are somewhat – how can we put this?

well – our Good Friend KOC puts it best:

our grandmother was on synthroid and cleaned the house a lot – through the night sometimes

hmmmm.

we had a head cold yesterday (if you visited us then, you’ll know we waited it out while remaining indoors for 12 hours and only using PG Tips and soup and raspberries and a lovely homemade stew with gluten free rice noodles – yum!)

No Cold Medicine.

and yet…………..

we were up till past the small hours, madly fiddling with the Diptic photo magicness (see yesterday for results – two years of Day Job travels catalogued in arty-ness.)

And We Did a Decoupage.

Now. If that doesn’t mean synthroid doesn’t have speedy side effects – just saying…..

Can’t be the PG Tips.

and it’s been a while since we had tomato soup but we’re sure there’s nothing untoward in That……

gosh.

well.

If the weight (sigh) drops off. And we suddenly find a desire to start collecting and archiving we’ll let you know.

we don’t actually clean chez teamgloria – our lovely Mario comes in to do that – we have other skills – but, mysteriously, ALL of our drawers and cupboards got tidied last night too

gosh.

What do You think, darlings?

About teamgloria

I used to make my living from writing. And then it all stopped and so I went and did something else, part of which entailed a whole new look from Brooks Brothers (it wasn’t really me, but it was necessary). But a decade later I started to write again (during nights and weekends and frustrated lunch-times and long haul business travel) and one of the things I wrote (or came to me – as I do believe in the whole Muse concept) was a character called Gloria. Gloria was a trainee angel and sat “up there” waiting for her first assignment. To occupy the hours she should have been studying humans and their foibles, she spent her time enjoying the new celestial movies-on-demand channel and became obsessed by Doris Day. So you can imagine the drama that unfolded when she came to Earth. Quite a shock to the system. But Gloria was determined to see Manhattan through the eyes of a vintage Doris Day movie and something magical started to happen – to me too. Because I started to do the same thing and life became easier (and then I got Tobias the tumor which changed the trajectory, for now). There are a lot of glorious people, places & things that help me get through my day – they make my life great – and so I call them “team gloria” (although they don’t usually know that). So I thought I’d start documenting them, and looking out for new people, places & things on a daily basis, and sharing them with you (whomever you are – do say hello. Oh, and tell me who your team gloria is :-)
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7 Responses to don’t snort the synthroid

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  4. 1904 says:

    The Aspartame in Diet Coke has a very similar effect on me. I can be very busy on a six pack. Sadly, the side effects are quite dire.

  5. Like the episode from Ab Fab, where Patsy thought she’d been snorting coke, and when she realised it wasn’t coke, the awful truth dawned on her – she had actually enjoyed playing ping pong.

    My cupboards got very tidy when I stopped drinking red wine.

    xxx

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