I see the end of the tunnel!!

For those of you that have seen or spoken to me in the last few weeks, you know the battle I am fighting... On Sunday, August 10th, I woke up feeling extremely faint and weak. After noticing that I had lost a great deal of weight over the last few months, I felt it time to see a professional. On the following Tuesday, I had blood tests done. On Thursday, I had more blood tests done. After all this, it was discovered that I have extreme hyperthyroiditis. To keep it short, my thyroid is on overdrive! My doctor referred me to an endocrinologist... Unfortunately, the specialist had no available appointments until September 18th!

Fortunately for me, I have a large group of prayer warriors standing behind me. On Saturday night of last week, I met with the Broome/Gompers clan to have a time of prayer on my behalf. My special friend, Sandy, was kind enough to do some research and locate a few other endocrinologists in Charlotte. Monday morning I called the doctor to give them one more chance to get me an earlier appointment before I scheduled elsewhere.... needless to say, I had a call back from them by 11:00am saying they had a last minute cancellation and could see me that afternoon. God is good!

I met with Dr. Robinson and after a quick examination, it was clear to him that I had Grave's Disease. I find it easier to tell you to google the term, rather that explaining it to you. In short, it is what triggered my hyperthyroiditis.... The doc did one other test to confirm before telling me treatment options. His prognosis was correct.

On Friday of next week, September 5th, I will have to have what it is called a radio-iodine treatment. Basically a direct form of radiation to kill the overactive part of my thyroid. After three months, I will more than likely be put on a thyroid hormone that I will have to take for the rest of my life.

I realize that these types of issues are not very uncommon, but it doesn't make them any easier to swallow at 25! I have a small request and that is that you keep me in your thoughts and prayers as I go through the procedure next week...

Anyone married knows that everyday with your spouse is not a piece of cake. There are times when you disagree about one thing or another and you feel the need to let the other know. I do my fair share of being the informer in these situations. My husband, who claims to have no patience, would agree. He has come out the "better man" many times. This past week, he who has no patience has been patient with me. I am thankful for this.

Beyond being frustrated with each other and getting over our differences, we have reason to smile...

This morning I went to Christenbury Eye Center to have a consultation done for a Lasik surgery procedure. I hate the thought of glasses and contacts for the rest of my life so this was exciting. I will have the procedure done before the end of September this year. The smiling doesn't end here...

Many of you that know that Jimmy has worked for his family business for his entire career, minus a few months here and there. Recently he has been given the opportunity to spread his wings a bit and he seems to be flying. He was given a promotion to be the manager of the body shop and although this heavily increased his work load, it has given him room to grow professionally as well. This morning he called me absolutely excited... he got his own business cards. This means little to most but huge to him and I am so proud.

All though both things are small to most... It makes me remember that even the small blessings count.

the reason why...

So today I was reading the blog of my dear friend Sandy Broome. She makes a comment about the reason why people "blog". There are so many reasons; updating your friends and family about your every day life, venting about the things that are going on, tracking the small things that happen in life that you don't want to forget. All of these are understandably good reasons to blog. My reason? I need an out. I need a place where I can right down the thoughts in my head... to get them out of my head. I am a worrier. It is my nature. I can not change it. I try and lay things down to God. "God, this is yours now, I'm done with it." This sounds simple enough, right? Wrong. This would be a huge thing to be freed from.

I live, what you might call, a priviledged life. I get what I want most anytime I want it. I have an outstanding husband (even though I am fully aware sometimes I don't deserve him). I have a beautiful home and an excellent job. I have what some would call fairytale. I forget sometimes though. I want to make a point in my blogs to try to recognize the things that I am thankful for rather than dwelling on the things that cause me to worry. If you are my friend and reading this, hold me accountable. :)