All my life, I have been a chubby girl. Born as the unica hija and only child of a loving couple, I was raised with enough love and attention from my parents. From them, I have learned to eat what is served on the plate and not be a fussy eater. My father would cook vegetables, more of the healthy kind of food, while my mother was not really the typical kind of housewife (she was a career woman), so she didn’t really know how to cook and would oftentimes prepare easy-to-cook meals like processed food and etc. And we all know that kind of food is convenient to prepare, time-saving but not healthy. But still it was part of our diet ever since.
After I reached puberty, I slowly noticed unusual changes in my reproductive health and menstrual cycle ,which was somewhat unnatural. The likes of irregular period or menstrual cycle, excess hair growth on legs and face, baldness, and migraine every before and after period. I did not take it seriously, I just thought that since other girls also experience it, there’s probably no reason to be worried about. Right from then on, it was just like that.
Up until I got married, I wasn’t taking my menstrual cycle seriously. I didn’t thought it was that crucial enough for me to be concern of so that I would get pregnant easily. My only mindset was, if I get pregnant right a way then great, if not, then we’ll just wait for the time.
However, 5 years passed, we’ve consulted with a couple of OBGYNs and I only had one doctor that I really liked and preferred, since her approach was more holistic and homeopathic. The only problem is, she’s from up north and I’m from down south. We were far apart from each other. I wasn’t diligent enough to follow her advice and I grew tired and negligent. I was discouraged.
Fast forward then last year, 2015, almost 8 years passed, we’ve consulted another OBGYN who’s now from our city. She was recommended to us by some good friends and I really liked her because she’s a pro-patient kind of doctor. She’s also easy to talk to. But, my issue with her is her approach. It’s the generic and basic kind of medical approach for PCOS. There’s actually nothing wrong with it and I have nothing against it. I think my problem is the fact the I find it lacking and not satisfying. Her medical approach, I mean. In case you’re not aware, I am a non-practicing license nurse. As a result, I became a bit meticulous when it comes to medical management and treatment. I have also been feeling frustrated or in other words, I was not mentally prepared for the circumstances. I was impatient So I wasn’t able to stay and last to finish the full work-up, that had to be done for three months. It was a failure on my part.
Now, I’m on the process of again doing research on PCOS to educate myself more, and continuing my fitness activity while struggling to be consistent on it. But most importantly, I still have to work on my diet. Up until now, I still eat whatever there is… I can only prepare meals on a very limited kind since I’m still learning my way around the kitchen. This is one challenging one for me because like I said, a lot of things has to be done and sometimes I go out of direction and I get confuse where and how to start. It’s tough because I feel like I’m doing it on my own, no coach or somebody who is also well-knowledgeable to guide me. If I look for a coach or PCOS specialist online, and I found quite a few, it also cost a bit much. I’m not sure if we can afford it.
Nonetheless, I am optimistic that I can do this. I will still be able to get good results. It probably will take more time, but small progress is still progress. I will have it. I must have it!
Finally, my main goal now is to learn how to cook or prepare more healthy meals. Lose more weight. Then let’s see where I can go from there. Of course, throughout this course of action, I will always have in mind God’s promise that He will accompany me all the way. I truly find comfort in the Eucharist and visiting the Tabernacle or the Blessed Sacrament. It’s really a daily struggle to do it and I often fall short, but it doesn’t mean I have to give up. No I won’t give up.
Please say a prayer for me. It helps, really. *smiles*
Love and Prayers,