All posts tagged: hashimotos

Anxiety, panic attacks and living with Hashimoto’s

For the past few weeks, I have been hiding a big autoimmune flare-up. I say hiding, because I when I have these flare-ups I tend to be much quieter – online and off. Every twinge, ache and feeling in my body is exaggerated. Every one of my senses feels heightened. I have become brilliant at hiding it, but I can’t be around too many people when I feel this way. I have Hashimoto’s – an autoimmune condition that attacks my thyroid. The antibodies that are responsible for this were discovered after my second miscarriage. I have been taming these antibodies with a gluten-free diet for 2-years, but every now and again they rear their ugly head and wreak havoc on my body. I could feel them coming towards the end of the Easter school holidays. I’d had a few late nights, drinking red wine with family and friends and eating way too much of the kids’ chocolate stash. I am usually so strict about never having gluten, but there were a few chocolate eggs that I …

We Need to Talk About the M-Word

Miscarriage. About one in four pregnancies will end this way and yet for something that is sadly so common, most people still know so very little about it. People who have experienced the hurt of a miscarriage feel uncomfortable and embarrassed even, to talk about it. I am not sure if this is because we are told it is taboo to announce a pregnancy before the magic 12-weeks, so feel any loss before then will not be accepted as real. Is a pregnancy in its first 3-months less wanted, less planned for, less loved? Does a woman who loses her baby at 11-weeks have less right to feel as devastated than one who miscarried at 13-weeks? Miscarriage is utter crap at whatever stage it happens. It does not feel like a heavy period – physically or emotionally. It is not something that you can get over with a cup of hot tea and a hug.  Although that is still nice, obviously. It is devastating. It is confusing. And, it is terrifying. It was not supposed …

Gluten – no grain, no pain!

Switching to gluten-free will be a breeze, I thought.  I’ll just buy the gluten-free bread and pasta, I said.  It will be just like being on the Atkins but with rice and potatoes allowed on the side, I joked. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Although, I was not laughing 3-weeks into my new regime when I ordered potted shrimp in a restaurant and had to drive home with a burning, blistering tongue, because one of the ingredients they used was Worcester sauce, which contains gluten. A week of painkillers and iglu followed. The next time I ate out, I ordered steak and chips because potatoes do not contain gluten… unfortunately, the burning mouth and blistering tongue reliably informed me that sadly, chips sometimes do. The frozen kinds are often coated in flour to stop them sticking together.  The chip shop kind are often fried in the same oil as the battered fish, and the french kind can often be seasoned with gluten containing ingredients. Even if you slice and fry your own potatoes at home, soaking them in malt …

Understanding Thyroid Antibodies

If I am being completely honest with myself, I had not been feeling quite right, for quite some time. I blamed being a working mum for my tiredness.  I blamed tiredness for my brain fog.  I blamed brain fog for my forgetfulness. I felt guilty for not being more capable.  I crammed our weekends with so much activity, so I would not feel tempted to lie flat on the sofa and leave my son to entertain himself. I really wanted to lie flat on the sofa and leave my son to entertain himself. But I didn’t. I kept going.  The more defeated my body felt, the more determined I was to push on through. I blogged about my how my tolerance to late nights had changed and how I needed more sleep than ever before, but was getting so much less of it. I visited the doctor for minor ailments – dry skin, a rash, mouth ulcers, chin acne, anxiety.  They said I was run down. I suffered two miscarriages.   Just unlucky, they reassured me. I …