PCOS Journey

There's no cure, there's no right reason or way to handle it. I won't have all or maybe any right answers. This is my page to reflect, vent, and learn as I go.

 

Posts that I have written with my PCOS Journey:

Are You Ready for Another One?

The Best Medicine When in Pain

Where There's A Will There's A Way



  

A quick recap of my diagnosis:

• Throughout Middle School all of my girlfriends were starting their menstrual cycles/ having periods except for one....  (2 thumbs pointing at myself). Some said I was lucky, but of course at that time I was jealous.
• Moving into High School (1998-2001) I can say yet again still only having a few cycles but definitely noticing one thing I have more than enough of... hair!!! I felt like a gremlin. Hairy arms, legs, face, bushy eyebrows... the full package. As if High School isn't enough pressure, but to try to juggle all of those self confidence issues was no easy task.
• Moving into College during my favorite (insert sarcasm) annual check ups my Dr. ran a few tests and diagnosed me with PCOS.  Thank you Wikipedia for the definition. In college not worried about getting pregnant etc. I was placed on a high birth control to help with the cysts.
• My last year of college I met the man of my dreams. We got engaged, got married... just the way that Happily Ever After Story goes..... actually that was just the start of a whole new chapter in our life.
• As of 2013 I have visits to the Dr. almost every other month. My ovaries look like swiss cheese. At one point I was taking 8 pills a day, sicker than ever from the pills but at least not in pain.
• After being a pin cushion and blood tests past several weeks. I have been taken off many meds and have a meeting with an Endocrinologist in October.

As you see this is only the beginning of my PCOS journey. Still so much to learn, accept and concur.

I've decided writing may be my best source to live through the challenges of having PCOS. It wasn't until recently that I tried to live many days not thinking about it and pretending it didn't exist. However, that's not only lying to myself but its lying to everyone else around me.  Don't get me wrong. I am normally the last to admit I am in pain or unhappy. I try to wear a smile even in the hardest of hard times when I wake up ready to have a good day but instead between the pain or the hormones I want to hide in a hole. You can't and wont win PCOS... bring it on!