I went to see my endocrinologist today. I have Hashimoto's Thyroiditis, which led to the removal of the right lobe of my thyroid in 2006. I've taken a daily replacement hormone for the last couple of years, and I'll be on it for the rest of my life. I have to check in with my doctor regularly to monitor those levels. I also get regular ultrasounds of my thyroid to check nodule growth and the like.
Today my amazing doctor (who might be the smartest person I know—he worked on the Human Genome Project) was running the transducer over my neck, checking every square millimeter of my remaining thyroid.
"I'm almost done," he said. Then, "What the hell is that?!?"
Not really what you want to hear from the guy doing your ultrasound.
"Let me go check something in my office," he said quickly. He rushed from the room and came back a few moments later, clearly baffled.
Turns out, my thyroid lobe grew back. But it didn't come back where the right one was removed. It grew at the end of the left one. It's kind of like if I'd lost my right leg and a new left leg grew out of my left shin.
The doctor said it looks like thyroid tissue, with blood flow. It's not a nodule, and it's not a cyst. It's not common, but it does happen, though he's never seen it like this. (He said he has one patient whose entire thyroid regrew in about thirty days!)
He doesn't think it's anything to worry about, though he's not sure yet what he wants to do. I have to have more blood drawn and go in a few days for a needle biopsy. (I've had a thyroid biopsy before; it's no darn fun.) It may be that it comes out, or it could just stay for a while. I'll be interested to see if it's producing hormone. I'll keep you updated.
But this may finally answer the question of what my superhero power really is. Apparently I can regenerate glands. My elder son's tonsils may be growing back, so maybe there's some weird genetic component to it all. Maybe somewhere in my ancestry, one of the Amazons mated with a Merman whose dad was really a starfish.
DH says he fully expects some black ops unit to come in the dead of night and take some samples, to see if I hold the key to having soldiers regenerate limbs and organs on the battlefield. I say they don't need to sneak in—I'm more than happy to offer my services in exchange for an all-expense paid, month-long "vacation" at a research facility, where there's no dishes or laundry or homework.
Either way, I think it's freakishly awesome. I was going to say it has nothing to do with my muchness, but maybe all of my reclaimed muchness is being stored in this new thyroid lobe. Oh jeez... now I gotta really think about what to do with it. If it has to come out, should I get it in a little jar for posterity? Is that beyond creepy? (Am I suddenly channeling The Bloggess??)
So please chime in with your stories of weird organ regeneration and extra limbs and stuff. Chances are one of you has a second set of tonsils or an extra toe or a third nipple or something. Really. I can't be alone in this, can I?