LuMonty
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I couldn't really find a better title in my mind; it's on the cheesy side but it sums up the topic. As some of you may recall, around this time of year in the past my dad was in the hospital and died soon after. While this is still difficult for me, I am managing my grief well (getting blitzed on progesterone remains my best method) and for such a harsh loss, I am doing well enough. What is more troubling to me is what I wanted to post, and perhaps this would do better in the Advice section, but I know I have a habit of writing in a stream of consciousness style which fits Rant and Rave better.
I should get to the point. Over the last year, I have been trying to get my sister to get her thyroid checked. Actually, all of my siblings drank the flavoraid (took the Haxxcine) and that's already been an uphill battle, and could be contributing to me current trip into the Abyss. The main issue is that my sister (early 40s) has only one eyebrow, looks like a raccoon (dark eyes), and is always cold, fatigued, forgetful, etc. She got a thyroid panel done, and her doctor said she was normal and having on eyebrow is just a thing that happens.
She accepted this advice. Also her husband, who we all adore, is the "always listen to doctors, everything else is dangerous" type and he's been talking up their current doctor for over a year before he even had room to take them on as patients. I had previously gotten my sister to use Tyromix and she had started to return to her old self, but he made her stop.
Though I expected this, it is still troubling to me. My mother wants to have an intervention, and I'm more worried about her well-being. She's doing her best but she's certain that dad would still be around if he had listened to me. So she's very adamant about getting my sister to take thyroid again. I'm also deeply concerned about the potential aftermath,
In short, it's taking a toll on me. While their well-being is weighing on me, I know I need to take care of myself to be there for them. And I don't want anyone reading this to feel like they have to give advice. Certainly, a cliff's notes version of a family issue is a minefield, and can be awkward of uncomfortable to jump into. I just really needed to get his off my chest and don't have another place to do it. Or maybe I've fallen head-first into the Abyss after staring too long and need help escaping. Probably both.
I should get to the point. Over the last year, I have been trying to get my sister to get her thyroid checked. Actually, all of my siblings drank the flavoraid (took the Haxxcine) and that's already been an uphill battle, and could be contributing to me current trip into the Abyss. The main issue is that my sister (early 40s) has only one eyebrow, looks like a raccoon (dark eyes), and is always cold, fatigued, forgetful, etc. She got a thyroid panel done, and her doctor said she was normal and having on eyebrow is just a thing that happens.
She accepted this advice. Also her husband, who we all adore, is the "always listen to doctors, everything else is dangerous" type and he's been talking up their current doctor for over a year before he even had room to take them on as patients. I had previously gotten my sister to use Tyromix and she had started to return to her old self, but he made her stop.
Though I expected this, it is still troubling to me. My mother wants to have an intervention, and I'm more worried about her well-being. She's doing her best but she's certain that dad would still be around if he had listened to me. So she's very adamant about getting my sister to take thyroid again. I'm also deeply concerned about the potential aftermath,
In short, it's taking a toll on me. While their well-being is weighing on me, I know I need to take care of myself to be there for them. And I don't want anyone reading this to feel like they have to give advice. Certainly, a cliff's notes version of a family issue is a minefield, and can be awkward of uncomfortable to jump into. I just really needed to get his off my chest and don't have another place to do it. Or maybe I've fallen head-first into the Abyss after staring too long and need help escaping. Probably both.