Diagnosis: identification of the nature/cause of anything

Reading. Learning. Research. This whole PCOS thing is a complete enigma; then again being female we have a tendency to posses many mysteries. Apparently I have an over-abundance of testosterone aka the boy-mome. I thought I read it wrong at first because I felt more like a woman than ever. The whole concept is overwhelming and all I can do is gather tidily-bits here and there. As with everything in life each situation is different ,as are the people than encompass it. I’m learning to take testimonials with a grain of salt and not have a meltdown when I disagree with someone’s interpretation of the condition.

Those of you whom I’m were dying to know, I started! The girls at work and I celebrated, yeah it was a pretty big deal. Of course I was indisposed for over a week and could barely walk but feel like I’m shifted out of neutral. Wouldn’t you know it too, my skin cleared up and I lost 6lbs. Odd how it’s the week we ate out almost every night, which in truth is very unlike us. It felt good to wear real pants again, though I love my leggings I was feeling a little sloppy there for a bit. Oh and my skin is amazing, clear skin is so underrated in my opinion. For whatever reason I always associated breakouts with bad hygiene, aka just plain dirty. Of course that doesn’t apply to everyone I guess I’m the case in point for that but it’s made a huge difference in my overall demeanor.

I’m meeting with my naturopath next week to get a menu board going and I’ve gotta tell you it freaks me out. I’ve said for years, “I don’t know how people do it!”. Of course there’s always my dramatic references like Shelby from Steel Magnolias, yeah I’m not diabetic but apparently it kind of mimics in the way the body processes sugar. I so sympathize with people and food restrictions, lactose intolerance, diabetics, celiac, or any allergy or aversion and dieters in general. The fact is I’ve never deprived myself from anything I wanted, back before this I ate what I wanted and frankly looked good, even if I didn’t appreciate it at the time. Obviously things could be a lot worse but I’ve got some serious adjustments to make after 28 years of caution to the wind it’s time to change it up.

I haven’t felt like me or looked like me as far as I’m concerned in a long, long time. Hopefully a combination of my motivation and information will keep me from becoming too discouraged and get me back to me, healthy me. Oh and special thanks to my wonderful friends for the resources and encouragement!