INTRO

When, at age 42, I discovered that I was pregnant, I couldn't be more ecstatic. I was at the height of my career, my marriage seemed to be on the right track for the first time (after 15 years), and life was good.

Nine months later, after my beautiful son was born, when that ecstasy should have multiplied, I instead began a spiraling descent into hell. The irony of it all was that, even though I'd known from childhood that my mother had Hyper Thyroid, even though all my sisters were on Thyroid medication, it never entered my mind that I could be experiencing the same thing.

I intend to tell my story in this blog. Hope it helps.