But what does it all MEAN, Basil?!
Tuesday, June 06, 2017
So... where to begin? My doctor referred me to a new gyno for what was listed as "absent menses." I've been dealing with a jacked up menstrual cycle since I was 17, brushed off by one doctor after another, but now, FINALLY, we're going to get to the root of my issues. For those of you playing the home game, for the last 20 years I've dealt with thinning hair, hirsuitism, brain fog, absent periods, weight gain... and of course, the majority of this weight gain is in my abdomen. Sounds like a fine example of someone with PCOS, yes? I also have depression, anxiety, issues with blood pressure, and a higher than normal A1C. I'm not prediabetic, but I'm toeing the line. Thankfully I haven't had acne. That's something, right?
Anyway, I met with my new gyno who's a pretty chill guy. He's on board with my goals of getting healthy and not having babies. (Don't give me any of that guff about changing my mind someday; I'm thirty-freakin'-five. If I had any good fertile years they're behind me at this point. I practically raised my own baby sister. Get off my lawn.) Since it hasn't been a year since my last pelvic exam we started off with some new meds that will last until my next visit where we'll do the ol' How's-Yer-Father and check if my BP has been altered by the meds. Anyway, for 10 days I'm on a form of progesterone given to women going into menopause which will trigger a period, and after that I've got a new low-dose combo birth control to try for the next three months. I'm praying that it doesn't affect my BP, or if it does it's still within normal ranges.
The doctor wanted me to get an ultrasound on my ovaries, and as luck would have it there was an opening in a half hour. The whole process was amusing and enlightening. I've never experienced a Trans-Vag Ultrasound before; it wasn't nearly as gnarly as everyone makes it sound. Maybe I'm weird. I can understand why it would be unpleasant or traumatic, but I'm fairly uninhibited when it comes to medical stuff. :D Anyway, it was fascinating to see my uterus on the big screen. The tech walked me through all that we were looking at, and explained that what looked like video interference was actually the doppler effect of my blood pulsing through my organs. NEAT.
The only bad part was when she had to jab the wand up towards my left ovary while pressing down on my abdomen with her other hand. That hurt like a sumbeyotch, but I said nothing because momma didn't raise no whiner.
After it was done they let me retrieve my pants and sent me on my way. About a couple hours later a nurse calls me up to tell me what the doctor found. Are you ready? Drumroll...
One cyst. ONE. One itty bitty 2mm cyst on my right ovary; my left one was clear.
So the question is... why the hell am I exhibiting all the earmarks of PCOS without actually having cystic ovaries?!? EXPLAIN THIS FOOLISHNESS.
*sigh* So now I take my meds, watch my diet, and wait for my next appointment in September.
In the meantime... I will be glaring at my scale as my weight keeps creeping up. I'm at a brand new all-time high, and I'm really frustrated with it, considering that I eat well and move on the regular. What gives?