Homework

So my wife and I did a little homework on my pathology last night. I came up pretty much blank: all of the myopathologies I could discover were either genetic (and I've no history of family members with MD or anything like it), or temporary.

My wife, on the other hand, hit the nail on the head right away: it's gotta be the hypothyroidism. And this suggests that the neurologist who wants to send me to the expert is freaking out for nothing.

...And thus causing me to freak out for nothing.

So, if this article is right, it's probable that in the next few months, the muscle pains should start to resolve themselves. Months? Argh. ...But, still, that's quite a bit better than ending up in a wheelchair, which is the endpoint for most of the other myopathies. : )