Every time I get thyroditis I have an 80% chance of getting my thyroid back to actual normal levels. Which means, 20% chance of having to take meds for the rest of my life. Because I am, in fact, a geek, I multiplied it out to figure out that if I started counting the very first time I got it, and knew that I was facing at least four more or less full term pregnancies, I would know that I was looking at an overall chance of (0.8)^5, or of only about 33% of walking away from the whole deal without needing the meds. But because I am, as I believe I mentioned, a geek, I also know that these here events are apparently independent, which means that I can discount from my calculations those run-throughs that have already happened. So when the fun started in April, I was looking at (0.8)^3, or about 51% chance of getting away. Last week I took another set of bloods, and they showed thyroid levels back to normal. Which means that I got away this time, and that now I am looking at only a 1-(0.8)^2, or 36% chance of needing meds when all is said and done. Assuming I am only in for two more long pregnancies, of course.
P.S. I have been unplugged since Saturday. I got some sleeping and some ocean swimming in. And some sadness and some tears from being in the place I have only ever been to before while pregnant with A. And more sleeping, and a good long evening hanging out with the girls. And I need to decide when to pee on a stick.