It's probably going to be a whole lot of me rambling and TMI.
You have been warned.
The husband and I decided that since I started going bonkers in the emotion department that maybe I should stop taking birth control. (there were other reasons too) So we stopped and I had my first non-medicated period in six years.
Let me tell you, I felt great.
I lost weight, could sit through a commercial with a baby or dog in it without crying, stopped snapping at
One problem.
I came to realize as time went on that it wasn't my only downside. After that first period, I haven't had one in 87 days. 87 days! Trust me, I am NOT pregnant. We've tested. Multiple times. After visiting a new doctor and having my yearly well-woman exam, we drew some blood for a full workup. The doctor wanted to test me for PCOS.
Ever hear of it? Me neither.
PCOS is poly-cystic ovary syndrome. It is when the hormone levels in your body are so out of whack that you do not ovulate, therefore you do not have a period. Not having a period might sound grand to some women, but trust me, it's not. Your body needs that "cleaning out" that a period supplies. PCOS prevents that from happening and it can make conceiving very difficult. That's no bueno.
Thankfully I found out yesterday (a whole two weeks-full-of-worrying wait) that I do not have PCOS. Thank the Lord.
My lady bits just hate me. Wonderful. Now I get to take a lovely pill that will force a period, but at least all my blood work came back in the great zone. I'm healthy as a horse.
See ya'll later :)
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