I have always had extremely painful & heavy periods, acne-ridden skin and little tufts of hair where they clearly had no business being! I still remember as a teenager, my family doctor whispering to my mom that she should get me ‘married’ at the earliest (Indian code for sex!) because, apparently, that and a subsequent pregnancy would ‘sort’ me out. It only took me 32 years to find my soulmate but thankfully much lesser time for us to decide we want to start trying for a family.
I have previously been diagnosed for ovarian cysts and surgery was recommended. Several further opinions later, it was decided that surgery might not be the best idea since I was not married at the time and the cysts were responding rather well to the BCP which I was on at the time. Btw, I hated being on the pill. It made me a moody bitch, I spotted all the time between periods (panicking each time) although it did clear up my skin briefly. I stopped it after a year, the cysts seemed to be behaving themselves and there was this teeny fibroid fellow (about 2 cms at the time) which everyone said was nothing really to worry about.
Fast forward to summer 2011. 6 months after getting married, we decide to start trying for a baby. At a prenatal appointment I discover that teeny fibroid fellow is now a gargantuan monster (at about 8cms.). My doctors were baffled as to how it got so big in less than 2 years (which is when my last scan had been). Contrasting opinions followed. Get the sucker out. NOW. Don’t get your uterus opened up when you haven’t had a child before. 6 months after the diagnosis I finally did get it removed through a laparoscopic myomectomy by a great surgeon. In the meantime, we tried every month through an HCG trigger + progesterone suppositories regimen, even fitting in an IUI in the very last month before the myomectomy was scheduled. Nothing changed. The myomectomy went off very well (although they discovered a blockage in my left tube) and we were told to wait the standard 3 months before trying. In the meantime, I started acupuncture and made some dietary changes. In March we made the move from SoCal to NorCal and found ourselves a new RE and an acupuncturist. My new RE added PCOS and Endo to my brimming cupp’a’ woes. However, he has the best reputation and so I decided to take it all in positive spirit, accepting that this was a diagnosis of something that has already existed and not something that has recently developed (that whole ‘known enemy’ angle!). He also thinks I am Insulin Resistant and has drastically altered my diet to include no carbs, no dairy, no sugar and tons of protein. Oh and I have to walk for about 20 minutes after each meal to burn off whatever it is that I eat.
So that’s me right now, craving a hot fudge sundae or just a plate of steaming Thai fried rice. Praying each day and doing everything it takes to bring my little miracle to this world. And I won’t stop till (s)he is here.