I don't have a hard life; never have & I pray that I never will. I have amazing, caring, hilarious parents & a very unique, talented & also hilarious older sister, all of whom I love dearly! I have the best, most caring, fun-loving & supportive friends. I don't come from divorced parents, never been abused physically or emotionally & I've never been deprived of love, food or care; so why the hell am I fat? THAT honor goes to my ovs!!! Can we get a big round of applause for my ovaries, please!?
Time for the dirty deets!
I never really had a period. Ever. I'd go MONTHS (3, 4, 5 months; whatever) without any signs. I can't even remember at what age I actually started! After a while, I figured it was from my weight so I think I stopped caring. Skinny with a period or be fat without one? I obviously chose the latter for years. But theeeeen came the magical time in every young lady's life that gynecologist visits begin (waaaaaaaah).
I'm pretty positive I was 18 at the time and it was around December that my first visit occurred. I told the lady doc that I hardly had periods, yadayadayada... She ran some simple blood tests to make certain I didn't have diabetes or a thyroid condition. One burst vein & massive bruise later (thanks, gentle nurse) it was determined that I did NOT have either of those.. instead, I have PCOS. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. I'm sure you're asking...
...the fuck?
Uhhh let's see...well... you've got eggs in your ovs (talking to ladies here, of course!) If you bump uglies & the egg gets fertilized, you have a baby!! CONGRATS! If not, you get your period; the egg & lining of your uterus fall out & it feels like this
However, with PCOS, most eggs tend to stay in your ovs & turn into cysts (which sometimes burst... like when you're at the gym & you cry silently on the treadmill in the dark room until you find your dad to take you home).
So long story short (haha yeah right!) that's my "condition!" I will blog again soon about my long, fun, eventful weight loss journey!

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