I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome.
Until I was diagnosed three years ago I had never heard of PCOS and now it is my daily frustration. What it means is that my hormones are un-balanced. It makes it hard for me to lose weight, which is the one thing I have to do to get the disease under control. It means that my fertility is at risk and I could get ovarian or cervical cancer.
Three months ago I had it under control and now I don’t any more. I was managing my weight and then I went away to work in Montreal for a month. I got sloppy. I didn’t have time to cook for myself and I certainly didn’t have time to buy groceries. I lived on take out and mistakenly thought that the walking I was doing would even everything out.
Then I came home and started working 13 or 14 hour days and ate just so my body would keep going.
And in those three months I gained back about 15 lbs of the 35 I lost last year.
I have no choice but to work very, very hard to get back on track, but it’s even harder than last time and I’m not sure what I can do.
I chose to rant about this today because I am heading out to a doctor’s appointment and she is going to scold me and I’m not in the mood for it.