More weirdness. My body is changing so much. Y'all know I had this funky surgery last May, right? Well, my doctor has been monitoring my cholesterol, which has been high for as long as I can remember. It's dropped like 50 points in the past 12-18 months, which is great. The triglicerides are dropping like mad, but the LDLs are not, which (to my doctor) indicates a genetic problem. (Both my parents are on Lipitor, so there ya go.)

Anyway, part of my daily phamaceutical cocktail has included thyroid medicine for the past 13 years. The doc had initially put me on Synthroid, which didn't make me feel any less tired or thirsty or fat, so he went to the Armour when I was 24 or 25.

Many people who have low thyroid lose weight when they go on the drugs. I, naturally, was not one of those people. (I'm also not one of those lucky gals who loses weight when depressed.) My thyroid levels were closely monitored by the OB-GYN while I was pregnant with the boys, but the levels of medication basically have gone unchanged for years and years.

Well, in December, I had my band adjusted and it was a little too tight. I couldn't swallow pills, so I was off my meds for a while. (Don't worry, I checked in with my docs on this.) I figured I was giving my body a break, too. I had a mini-checkup with my doctor this week, where she noted my trigliceride drop and checked out my lungs from that bout with pneumonia in October. Then, since I was off the thyroid meds, she did a baseline blood test to see where my levels are.

Guess what? Her assistant just called to tell me my thyroid levels were in a normal range and I could stay off the pills. I'm pretty sure that's great news, but it's so weird to have these little things as part of your self-definition go away. It's kind of like how, when I go into the ladies' room at work, I'm so curious about the woman I see in the mirror, because she's starting to look more like I want to look, and less like I used to.

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