LuMonty
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Thanks to @Ben. for encouraging me to post this..
I seem to be living proof of Dr. Peat's idea of adding energy to a system brings structure and order. Even now, as I type this post, I wonder if it will even sound believable as I can scarcely believe it myself. For those who have read my other posts, I was focused on androgen use and controlling histamine and prolactin. I wasn't finding much progress until I started using large doses of progesterone, and only then did thyroid work for me. We begin this tale on December 3 of 2021.
After my previous experiments, I had decided to try much higher thyroid supplementation since I had been using high dose progesterone. My wife uses Tyromix and Tyronene so if I had another failure, it wasn't a waste of money. I should specify that I use about 96mg Progesterone as Cortinon+ in two doses (6 drops each time), rectally. One midday and one at night. The progesterone cleared up my sleep apnea and controlled my histamine issues; I had been struggling so long with those issues that I didn't mind the anti-androgenic effects. In fact, I hadn't noticed any, though my androgens were always very low. Previously, I felt like I was "chasing the dragon" since I had questionable progress with supplemental androgens. I had been using Diamant on and off for a year but didn't find it easy to use long-term until I tried Gonadin (new formulation) which also arrived with the thyroid.
I had been trying high dose T3 for a week, approximately 100mcg over the course of the day. I still had adrenaline issues and found it tedious. This was especially the case because less T3 had no effect short- or long-term. From previous results I decided to try about 120mcg of both T3 and T4 over the course of the day. Within a week my mood had improved and I added Diamant back in since Gonadin is a MAO-B inhibitor. I no longer had clouded thinking or lethargy. Plus, I had sexual interest but not so hypersexual as was the case with bromocriptine. I would find at higher doses of Diamant with consistent Gonadin use I could come close to bromocriptine, but that included the closed-nose breathing and other negative effects. Still, having prolactin under control was great.
My sleep improved drastically. No longer did I need 9+ hours of sleep, and while 7 or less is sub-optimal it was no longer a sentence to drudgery and a downward spiral. For the first time since I was a child I was getting out of bed early with no negatives. Even when a medical emergency hit my family I was able to function despite bad sleep. This was around the 10 day mark. However, I noticed certain other details.
My hair was growing rapidly, which makes sense with the high thyroid. My skin was clearing up and my eyelashes once again were somewhat long (note that as a teen, I had girls asking me what my secret was; I had none, to their dismay). I was not surprised by these effects and felt incredibly relieved that I had finally gotten thyroid to work for me. My meals have been two potatoes with cheese and chicken (the other local meats cause me to bloat and retain water) and as much salt as I care for. This is what I ate to maintain myself, with no limit, and still do. Some days I ate 3 such meals, others 5, and always topped with the canning salt to satisfaction.
Day 10 also marked two other odd changes. I noticed a pressure across my shoulders and hips. Seeing as that I'm 29, I dismissed my gut feeling that they were like growing pains from years ago. At that time I also started stumbling and even falling. I struggled with low blood pressure before and this frightened me at first. Though my blood pressure was good and I no longer felt light-headed. It seemed like my shoes and gloves weren't fitting but I dismissed that as well. Surely it was stress from my dad being in the hospital, what with everything we know about "protocols."
By 14 days, the 17th, I had to satiate my curiosity. From before, I had measured across my collarbone on one side in order to shop for shirts more easily. Imagine my shock when I saw that each side was about .75 inches shorter. I was correct to be concerned. By the 14th day I had to change how I walked. Yet, to my chagrin, I had to go shopping where I got one of those measuring tapes for clothes sizing. Once again, I was shocked: both my lower hips (where I wore pants as a guy) and upper (bone pressed, as I have weight to lose still) both measure 10 inches more around. My hands shrank and I've lost a shoe size, from 9.5 to 8.5, though that's never been accurate due to my feet being wider than normal; this also resolved and they aren't wide anymore. I shrank maybe an inch or two. I still have moments of "phantom reach" where I would previously have been able to do a task but can no longer reach, etc. On the other hand I no longer feel like my muscles and bones are mismatched and so I no longer feel stretched out.
Walking as I had all my life had become painful. Over the next week I tried in vain to continue walking as I had, but my new physiology wouldn't allow that. Not allowing my hips to move freely would result in terrible back pain that would last all day. It got to the point where I'd remain at my desk whenever my wife was home, because the change was obvious. Eventually, we sat down and talked; I felt like I was going mad. We've sorted things out the best we could. Her reassurance helped focus me, and she could confirm the changes by her own observation. I still typically wear larger shirts to hide the obvious hip sway.
Anyways, my thinking as changed back to a time when I was younger, my late teenage years. I was a terrible flirt then and I broke some hearts. Now, a decade later, I feel young again but I also feel badly in this way. Being married complicates it, you see. Also, I'm supposed to be a good Christian boy; I tried to use that to put aside the fact that I used to flirt with anyone I fancied and considered it not to be a part of myself. That sentence probably doesn't make sense and it shows how I would compartmentalize myself. So it's nice to feel young again, but it's also troubling seeing as to my current situation. That said, when I allow myself to think freely and interact with life rather than observe, I feel whole. And so it goes, like a typical Millennial I find myself in a bit of a cycle. C'est la vie, n'est pas?
I continue to slim down, but over the past week more of that seems to be migrating to my butt. Wearing men's pants is becoming intolerable, as the fit is bad. I tried cutting back on the progesterone before this change took place, but I found it to be unbearable. I'm not so surprised because when I was younger, my butt was also large despite me being lean otherwise. I'm assuming that maintaining high amounts of progesterone has allowed for higher allopregnenolone and a general hormonal replacement effect.
This is not an exhaustive list of changes. Perhaps the most interesting is my voice. Luckily I can maintain a deep voice as I've trained it down for years, but sometimes my voice cracks. Many days I have a raspy voice after trying to maintain it. I fear I could not command respect as a substitute teacher that way. I also wonder if some of the throat problems I associated with sleep apnea, such as my throat spazzing out while I try to sleep, is due to forcing my voice lower. My peripheral vision shrank; my feet point forward when I stand rather than outwards; my forehead and brow ridge are reduced; some of my teeth shrank but still have their enamel and shape; and more. If I recall anything interesting I'll add it as a separate post.
Several years ago, a doctor wanted to test me for Klinefelter's but said it was impossible because I'm too smart. Looks like he his guess was right after all. I can't find anything else that would account for these changes. I assume that I had low thyroid for a long time (as did my mom, and her mom) and that my adrenals were compensating with androgens. I've even posited that my appearance was "fake" due to this and that my current state is more "real." That probably sounds silly if not for the fact that I no longer have an ominous feeling of non-recognition in the mirror, and I no longer experience depersonalization.
I was considering a TL;DR version but found the task impossible.
I seem to be living proof of Dr. Peat's idea of adding energy to a system brings structure and order. Even now, as I type this post, I wonder if it will even sound believable as I can scarcely believe it myself. For those who have read my other posts, I was focused on androgen use and controlling histamine and prolactin. I wasn't finding much progress until I started using large doses of progesterone, and only then did thyroid work for me. We begin this tale on December 3 of 2021.
After my previous experiments, I had decided to try much higher thyroid supplementation since I had been using high dose progesterone. My wife uses Tyromix and Tyronene so if I had another failure, it wasn't a waste of money. I should specify that I use about 96mg Progesterone as Cortinon+ in two doses (6 drops each time), rectally. One midday and one at night. The progesterone cleared up my sleep apnea and controlled my histamine issues; I had been struggling so long with those issues that I didn't mind the anti-androgenic effects. In fact, I hadn't noticed any, though my androgens were always very low. Previously, I felt like I was "chasing the dragon" since I had questionable progress with supplemental androgens. I had been using Diamant on and off for a year but didn't find it easy to use long-term until I tried Gonadin (new formulation) which also arrived with the thyroid.
I had been trying high dose T3 for a week, approximately 100mcg over the course of the day. I still had adrenaline issues and found it tedious. This was especially the case because less T3 had no effect short- or long-term. From previous results I decided to try about 120mcg of both T3 and T4 over the course of the day. Within a week my mood had improved and I added Diamant back in since Gonadin is a MAO-B inhibitor. I no longer had clouded thinking or lethargy. Plus, I had sexual interest but not so hypersexual as was the case with bromocriptine. I would find at higher doses of Diamant with consistent Gonadin use I could come close to bromocriptine, but that included the closed-nose breathing and other negative effects. Still, having prolactin under control was great.
My sleep improved drastically. No longer did I need 9+ hours of sleep, and while 7 or less is sub-optimal it was no longer a sentence to drudgery and a downward spiral. For the first time since I was a child I was getting out of bed early with no negatives. Even when a medical emergency hit my family I was able to function despite bad sleep. This was around the 10 day mark. However, I noticed certain other details.
My hair was growing rapidly, which makes sense with the high thyroid. My skin was clearing up and my eyelashes once again were somewhat long (note that as a teen, I had girls asking me what my secret was; I had none, to their dismay). I was not surprised by these effects and felt incredibly relieved that I had finally gotten thyroid to work for me. My meals have been two potatoes with cheese and chicken (the other local meats cause me to bloat and retain water) and as much salt as I care for. This is what I ate to maintain myself, with no limit, and still do. Some days I ate 3 such meals, others 5, and always topped with the canning salt to satisfaction.
Day 10 also marked two other odd changes. I noticed a pressure across my shoulders and hips. Seeing as that I'm 29, I dismissed my gut feeling that they were like growing pains from years ago. At that time I also started stumbling and even falling. I struggled with low blood pressure before and this frightened me at first. Though my blood pressure was good and I no longer felt light-headed. It seemed like my shoes and gloves weren't fitting but I dismissed that as well. Surely it was stress from my dad being in the hospital, what with everything we know about "protocols."
By 14 days, the 17th, I had to satiate my curiosity. From before, I had measured across my collarbone on one side in order to shop for shirts more easily. Imagine my shock when I saw that each side was about .75 inches shorter. I was correct to be concerned. By the 14th day I had to change how I walked. Yet, to my chagrin, I had to go shopping where I got one of those measuring tapes for clothes sizing. Once again, I was shocked: both my lower hips (where I wore pants as a guy) and upper (bone pressed, as I have weight to lose still) both measure 10 inches more around. My hands shrank and I've lost a shoe size, from 9.5 to 8.5, though that's never been accurate due to my feet being wider than normal; this also resolved and they aren't wide anymore. I shrank maybe an inch or two. I still have moments of "phantom reach" where I would previously have been able to do a task but can no longer reach, etc. On the other hand I no longer feel like my muscles and bones are mismatched and so I no longer feel stretched out.
Walking as I had all my life had become painful. Over the next week I tried in vain to continue walking as I had, but my new physiology wouldn't allow that. Not allowing my hips to move freely would result in terrible back pain that would last all day. It got to the point where I'd remain at my desk whenever my wife was home, because the change was obvious. Eventually, we sat down and talked; I felt like I was going mad. We've sorted things out the best we could. Her reassurance helped focus me, and she could confirm the changes by her own observation. I still typically wear larger shirts to hide the obvious hip sway.
Anyways, my thinking as changed back to a time when I was younger, my late teenage years. I was a terrible flirt then and I broke some hearts. Now, a decade later, I feel young again but I also feel badly in this way. Being married complicates it, you see. Also, I'm supposed to be a good Christian boy; I tried to use that to put aside the fact that I used to flirt with anyone I fancied and considered it not to be a part of myself. That sentence probably doesn't make sense and it shows how I would compartmentalize myself. So it's nice to feel young again, but it's also troubling seeing as to my current situation. That said, when I allow myself to think freely and interact with life rather than observe, I feel whole. And so it goes, like a typical Millennial I find myself in a bit of a cycle. C'est la vie, n'est pas?
I continue to slim down, but over the past week more of that seems to be migrating to my butt. Wearing men's pants is becoming intolerable, as the fit is bad. I tried cutting back on the progesterone before this change took place, but I found it to be unbearable. I'm not so surprised because when I was younger, my butt was also large despite me being lean otherwise. I'm assuming that maintaining high amounts of progesterone has allowed for higher allopregnenolone and a general hormonal replacement effect.
This is not an exhaustive list of changes. Perhaps the most interesting is my voice. Luckily I can maintain a deep voice as I've trained it down for years, but sometimes my voice cracks. Many days I have a raspy voice after trying to maintain it. I fear I could not command respect as a substitute teacher that way. I also wonder if some of the throat problems I associated with sleep apnea, such as my throat spazzing out while I try to sleep, is due to forcing my voice lower. My peripheral vision shrank; my feet point forward when I stand rather than outwards; my forehead and brow ridge are reduced; some of my teeth shrank but still have their enamel and shape; and more. If I recall anything interesting I'll add it as a separate post.
Several years ago, a doctor wanted to test me for Klinefelter's but said it was impossible because I'm too smart. Looks like he his guess was right after all. I can't find anything else that would account for these changes. I assume that I had low thyroid for a long time (as did my mom, and her mom) and that my adrenals were compensating with androgens. I've even posited that my appearance was "fake" due to this and that my current state is more "real." That probably sounds silly if not for the fact that I no longer have an ominous feeling of non-recognition in the mirror, and I no longer experience depersonalization.
I was considering a TL;DR version but found the task impossible.