Went to new GP last week said I was fed up of the continued tiredness, coldness AND (this time) said weight gain & she took bloods there & then.
Just received a letter:
Dear Mrs D
We have a prescription for levothyoxine now ready for collection from the Surgery and would be grateful if you could collect at your convenience
? ta da!
off I trot to collect it... do I need my purse... I wonder if they will explain anything...
feels strange to be 'officially diagnosed' after all these years... perhaps it's just a trial?