The pill went down very easily this morning.
It was a black capsule a little smaller than the vitamin I take each morning. There was little fanfare beyond the shield container the technician carried it in. The pill itself was in the bottom of a small plastic tube. I picked up the tube and a small cup of water, tipped the tube into my mouth and then drank the water. That was it.
That was a good thing. If I had had to do anything more complicated than that, it would have been very difficult. I have walked the Earth like a zombie for the last couple of days due to the preparatory medication I received. Hormones are a complicated issue. In this case, medication was given to raise one hormone level so that any stray thyroid cells still clinging to life in my body would be stimulated to absorb the radioactive iodine I swallowed. They would then find life impossible to cling to any longer. Trouble is, raising that particular hormone level causes fatigue. In my case, in spades. And it turns out that my own endogenous supply of that particular hormone is through the roof for some reason. The normal level ranges from 0.3 to 3. You are considered hypothyroid if your level rises above 3. Mine was 11 last Friday despite daily medication, which is supposed to suppress it. The doctor's office called today to say that they are increasing the dose of my daily medication as a result.
Damn. I just got that prescription refilled yesterday. Oh well, that's what adjusting hormone levels is about. And the stuff is pretty cheap as medicines go. And at least I know it's not just my imagination.
So now I sit here irradiating my environment, a walking, talking hot zone for the next three days. Fortunately, there is little danger to my computer unless I vomit, pee or sweat profusely on it. So I can remain connected.
Right now, a nap seems in order.
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