
Originally Posted by
Grog
PCOS s*cks. You're one tough gal. Even if you're not losing weight, you're getting stronger and fitter. Celebrate that and keep it going! Good luck - and many positive thoughts your way.
Thank you. And that's why I keep trying, because one day, something is going to flip the switch and it will all come together.
My regret is that I wasn't in a better emotional place ten years ago when I was still young enough to have more children. I've lost five, and was in the depths of a pretty severe depression for the better part of a decade. I don't know how I survived it at all, to be honest.
I do have one miracle child, though - the OB listened to me when I told her I'd done a lot of research (read books, interviewed almost 100 women who'd suffered early-term miscarriages, too, and this was what they'd been diagnosed with, the ones who matched what happened to me) and I believed that I had corpus luteal defect. She listened and prescribed natural progesterone the next time I got pregnant, and believe me, I knew within two weeks of conception because of the changes in my body already. And my DD was born healthy. By the time I got pregnant again, that doctor had retired and I was on a different insurance plan, and the new doctors either didn't listen or just didn't believe I knew what I was talking about, and one even prescribed progesterone, but the pharmacy gave me synthetic, and it was in a dose too low to do anything to help. He was basically shutting me up, I think. But by then, I was too emotionally exhausted and depressed to fight back. It's my belief, though, that his actions are the direct cause of the death of at least one of my children. (I became his patient a little too far into the third pregnancy to do much about the progesterone deficiency because doctors won't see new patients until you're at least 8 weeks along, but the fourth one he could have saved.)
Anyway, yeah, there's a lot of emotional pain tied up in this body. That probably has something to do with the difficulty losing weight, too.
Roxy
Getting in touch with my inner try-athlete.