Friday, November 18, 2005
Here we go!
What this means? I haven't a clue. I mean, I understand how my Thyroid is supposed to work and all that, and I know that things are not as they should be. She did not tell me whether I came in high or low, so I am not sure what the deal is.
I have been doing a lot of reading about Metformin. The last time I was on it, it made me really sick. This time they are going to put me on an extended release tab, that he said should be a lot easier on the ol' digestive system. I have never really had any sort of issue with constipation...except for when I was a baby. And that doesn't really count because I don't remember it. In my adult life I have been constipated once, and that is a bus I do not care to ever board again thankyouverymuch. My Doc had warned me that this was a possibility with this medication. It did not affect me that way at all. Just the opposite in fact. Fun times...
It also made me extremely queasy ALL the time. I couldn't eat. And even though I am overweight, NOT eating is the worse thing I can do. So, I quit taking the stuff. I had called my Doc to discuss this with her and I never got a call back. Ppfft. Dr.T, my fertility specialist told me that he sees people like me all of the time, and that my PCOS is minor. A few months on some pills to regulate my insulin and my ovulatory cycle and I should be good to go. However, I am not holding my breath.
I am not looking for more than it is really, I am just skeptical because with me, nothing is ever as it seems. I have put off having things done because part of me is very scared that this goes beyond simple PCOS. The other part of me reminds me that I am not getting any younger and I really need to get off my ass.
It has been tough though, these last few months. Dealing with my Dads death, and my Brother in Laws death plays a large role in my ways. I have periods of time where I just don't give a rats ass about anything. I don't sleep, I don't eat well...I drink a lot. Then I snap out of it and all is well for awhile, until I start to slide into a depression again. I know there are meds for this sort of thing...but I need to mourn and get it all out. I do not want to be on any pills that do not let me feel. I NEED to feel this, to deal with it.
So...I am really hoping after the 1st of the year to get down and dirty on this whole babeh thing.
Wish me luck!!
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