The “What now?” Files yield hypothyroidism today

Not only is my dad having to get a colonoscopy, his latest visit to the doctor showed he has hypothyroidism.

He called me today to tell me the doctor’s office called, “Go to the drugstore and get the thyroid medication we called in for you.” That’s all I know, he didn’t think to ask any questions.

He starts his medication tomorrow and I was a bit concerned, but then I had to tell myself that he’s not my mother, who would typically have the one side effect of a medication with the .0000001% chance.

The diagnosis does kind of explain a few things that have been going on with him, some for many years, though. We’ll see how this goes, it has the potential to make him feel better and I shall ignore everything else Dr. Google told me.

I broke my own cardinal rule and started looking things up on the Internet. Don’t do it.

I asked him about it, and he said that in 1961, a doctor told him he had low thyroid levels and gave him some medicine which was news to me.

My dad: “It got better after that.”

Me: “Yeah, I guess you oughta keep getting that checked every 50 years or so, whether you need it or not.”