Today is September 1st. A new month. With a new
month, a new beginning.
My Story
For the last few years, my health has not been the best. It started in high school, when my menstrual cycle just stopped. I was sixteen at this time. My boyfriend (husband now) and I had barely kissed. Yet my doctor was confident I was pregnant.
Obviously, I wasn’t. So my OB just handed me some birth control and that was that. Over the next couple of years, I would take the pill, and every six months stop for a month in hopes my period would return. It rarely did, and it was only once. I’d have to resume birth control to have a “period.”
At this same time, I never had energy. After eating, I would be ready for sleep. I clogged drains with how much hair I lost when I showered. It was bad. I thought it was normal, since I had a lot of hair and I was lazy.
Fast-forward to 2014. My husband got orders to England, and I was able to go. Thank God! Sixteen months of separation was coming to an end! I just had to visit a doctor, something I hadn’t done in years, to get medically cleared. So I found a doctor through Tricare, and went in for my first appointment.
After bloodwork, and a couple of panic attacks, the doctor diagnosed me. Hypothyroidism and anxiety (who would have thunk? Not like I was near tears sitting in the doctor’s office or anything). I started my medication that day, and got onto a few supplements.
Through research, I saw all of the symptoms and I had a lot. Also, Hypothyroidism can stop periods. To see if it was my thyroid, I stopped taking birth control. If it truly was my thyroid, once my levels were steady, it would return, right?
By the time I got to England, they hadn’t returned. My lack of energy returned, as well as hair loss. I talked to my new doctor on base and he suggested something that my OB never did: PCOS. He referred me to an Endocrinologist off base and I began my new journey.
What is PCOS?
PCOS stands for Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. It is a hormonal imbalance that affects 5-10% of all women. It often goes undiagnosed, because a lot of doctors don’t know about PCOS, or don’t know enough to diagnose you.
Symptoms:
- Weight gain
- Hirsutism (excessive hair growth for women)
- Cysts on ovaries
- Infertility
- Infrequent, absent, or irregular periods
- Acne
- Male pattern baldness
- Skin tags
- Darker skin around neck, arms, breasts or thighs
- Pelvic pain
- Anxiety or depression
- Sleep apnea
These symptoms don’t typically seem like they would point towards one condition. I personally have weight, cysts, and absent periods. I didn’t think about it until recently, but I do also have pelvic pain randomly, as well as anxiety.
PCOS is not curable. It is treatable, thankfully. Your doctor may prescribe birth control, which just puts a band aid on a huge cut. It may not help. It gives you fake periods. Their hope is to get your body tricked into the cycle.
Another medication is Metformin. Some of you may know it as the diabetic medication. A lot of women with PCOS suffer from insulin resistance, which means their insulin isn’t working optimally. Insulin helps with hormone balance. It’s the reason why I get tired after a carb-filled meal. Metformin can help your body regulate itself and ideally get your period back.
Clomid is another medication. I personally do not know much about it, but it’s used to induce ovulation. From my understanding, this medication is given to women who are trying to have a baby. I am not one of those women.
September is PCOS Awareness Month, as well as Ovarian Cancer awareness month and child cancer awareness month. PCOS’s ribbon color is teal. This month I wear teal, knowing my new journey has a lot of bumps ahead of me.
I’m already feeling some of the effects. I can’t eat chips like I want (thank God Pork Rinds are 0 carbs), and I have been craving McNuggets like something else. It’s bad. I felt sad grocery shopping yesterday because I saw things I couldn’t have. Anything processed is out. Anything with sugar is out. Even a lot of healthy foods are out, because of the fruit in it. I am trying to eat 20 carbs or less a day, since I have insulin resistance. A banana has 21 carbs. I can’t have a banana!
But I want to be healthy, and I’ve already lost about 7 pounds. I’m slowly getting energy back, but I did just recently have a very fatigued-filled day last week. It’s a learning process, and I’m very grateful for Joshua to endure most of my diet with me. He still gets taco shells, when I get a lettuce leaf for a shell.
My Story
For the last few years, my health has not been the best. It started in high school, when my menstrual cycle just stopped. I was sixteen at this time. My boyfriend (husband now) and I had barely kissed. Yet my doctor was confident I was pregnant.
Obviously, I wasn’t. So my OB just handed me some birth control and that was that. Over the next couple of years, I would take the pill, and every six months stop for a month in hopes my period would return. It rarely did, and it was only once. I’d have to resume birth control to have a “period.”
At this same time, I never had energy. After eating, I would be ready for sleep. I clogged drains with how much hair I lost when I showered. It was bad. I thought it was normal, since I had a lot of hair and I was lazy.
Fast-forward to 2014. My husband got orders to England, and I was able to go. Thank God! Sixteen months of separation was coming to an end! I just had to visit a doctor, something I hadn’t done in years, to get medically cleared. So I found a doctor through Tricare, and went in for my first appointment.
After bloodwork, and a couple of panic attacks, the doctor diagnosed me. Hypothyroidism and anxiety (who would have thunk? Not like I was near tears sitting in the doctor’s office or anything). I started my medication that day, and got onto a few supplements.
Through research, I saw all of the symptoms and I had a lot. Also, Hypothyroidism can stop periods. To see if it was my thyroid, I stopped taking birth control. If it truly was my thyroid, once my levels were steady, it would return, right?
By the time I got to England, they hadn’t returned. My lack of energy returned, as well as hair loss. I talked to my new doctor on base and he suggested something that my OB never did: PCOS. He referred me to an Endocrinologist off base and I began my new journey.
What is PCOS?
PCOS stands for Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. It is a hormonal imbalance that affects 5-10% of all women. It often goes undiagnosed, because a lot of doctors don’t know about PCOS, or don’t know enough to diagnose you.
Symptoms:
- Weight gain
- Hirsutism (excessive hair growth for women)
- Cysts on ovaries
- Infertility
- Infrequent, absent, or irregular periods
- Acne
- Male pattern baldness
- Skin tags
- Darker skin around neck, arms, breasts or thighs
- Pelvic pain
- Anxiety or depression
- Sleep apnea
These symptoms don’t typically seem like they would point towards one condition. I personally have weight, cysts, and absent periods. I didn’t think about it until recently, but I do also have pelvic pain randomly, as well as anxiety.
PCOS is not curable. It is treatable, thankfully. Your doctor may prescribe birth control, which just puts a band aid on a huge cut. It may not help. It gives you fake periods. Their hope is to get your body tricked into the cycle.
Another medication is Metformin. Some of you may know it as the diabetic medication. A lot of women with PCOS suffer from insulin resistance, which means their insulin isn’t working optimally. Insulin helps with hormone balance. It’s the reason why I get tired after a carb-filled meal. Metformin can help your body regulate itself and ideally get your period back.
Clomid is another medication. I personally do not know much about it, but it’s used to induce ovulation. From my understanding, this medication is given to women who are trying to have a baby. I am not one of those women.
September is PCOS Awareness Month, as well as Ovarian Cancer awareness month and child cancer awareness month. PCOS’s ribbon color is teal. This month I wear teal, knowing my new journey has a lot of bumps ahead of me.
I’m already feeling some of the effects. I can’t eat chips like I want (thank God Pork Rinds are 0 carbs), and I have been craving McNuggets like something else. It’s bad. I felt sad grocery shopping yesterday because I saw things I couldn’t have. Anything processed is out. Anything with sugar is out. Even a lot of healthy foods are out, because of the fruit in it. I am trying to eat 20 carbs or less a day, since I have insulin resistance. A banana has 21 carbs. I can’t have a banana!
But I want to be healthy, and I’ve already lost about 7 pounds. I’m slowly getting energy back, but I did just recently have a very fatigued-filled day last week. It’s a learning process, and I’m very grateful for Joshua to endure most of my diet with me. He still gets taco shells, when I get a lettuce leaf for a shell.