Miscarriage in New York City...Be Thyroid Aware

When I was a girl, my father would sing Frank Sinatra’s song “New York, New York”. He would sing at the top of his lungs, “If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere. It’s up to you, New York, New York!” In New York City, one of the greatest cities in the world, I expected the best possible medical care. I trusted my doctors implicitly, never once thinking they might not know everything there was to know about hypothyroidism, especially the dangers of hypothyroidism and pregnancy.http://hypothyroidmom.com/miscarriage-in-new-york-city-be-thyroid-aware/...more

Have You Suffered a Miscarriage? Your Thyroid Could Be to Blame

On a cold snowy day in New York City in early 2009, I lay on a medical exam table on what would be one of the worst days of my life. I had miscarried at 12 weeks and was being prepared for a D&C. A technician had just taken an ultrasound and walked out of the room to reconfirm to the medical staff that my fetus had no heartbeat. I sprang off my bed and ran to the image on the screen. I felt my body shake and my fists clench as I stared at the image of my unborn child. What happened to my child?...more