I have put on a stone since Christmas. Underactive thyroid will do that. I'm also cross because I physically can't wear my shirts buttoned right up at the moment, because of the swelling in my neck. I don't just feel wretched, I can't even dress to feel myself. And breathing is an issue all the time, so that rules binding right out.

This time next year hopefully I will have settled onto a suitable thyroxine dosage, at which point throwing money at the problem would make far more sense (I have a mental block about sewing at the moment. I'm struggling with oversewing embroidery fabric, which is the most basic task there is). Meanwhile, I got the clippers out tonight and at least my hair is transmasc again.