Internet doctor....

... means serious bidniz....

So, I was playing web doctor the other day, searching for other ways of PCOS relief besides medication..... and it apparently doesn't exist. Granted, eating healthy and taking exercise helps; but they are nothing without meds. :(

My general doctor subscribes to WebMD and suggested it to me since I insist on playing web doctor. She did it mostly to keep me out of trouble and from hyperventilating over false prognoses.

But yes, as written and told, the best 'medication' for PCOS relief is to lose weight.
However, PCOS ladies can't lose weight without medication. >.<>PCOS occurs when the ovaries don’t make enough hormones for the eggs to fully mature. Instead of releasing a mature egg during ovulation, some of the follicles in the ovaries turn into fluid-filled sacs called cysts. More than six out of every 10 women who have PCOS are also overweight.

Why does polycystic ovary syndrome cause weight gain?

With PCOS, the body has more difficulty using the hormone insulin, which normally helps convert sugars and starches from foods into energy. This condition -- called insulin resistance -- can cause insulin and sugar -- glucose -- to build up in the bloodstream.

High insulin levels increase the production of male hormones called androgens. High androgen levels lead to symptoms such as body hair growth, acne, irregular periods -- and weight gain. Because the weight gain is triggered by male hormones, it is typically in the abdomen. That is where men tend to carry weight. So instead of having a pear shape, women with PCOS have more of an apple shape. (thankfully, I don't have an apple shape, just a big stomach)

What can I do to lose weight if I have polycystic ovary syndrome?

Losing weight not only can help you look better -- it can also make you feel better. When you have PCOS, shedding just 10% of your body weight can bring your periods back to normal. It can also help relieve some of the symptoms of polycystic ovary syndrome.

Weight loss can improve insulin sensitivity. That will reduce your risk of diabetes, heart disease, and other PCOS complications."

The article then goes on to say to visit your doctor, who will prescribe medication and eat healthy. Great, more medication. :(

Well, if it helps, then I can't complain... too much. :P

I'm a size 16 now and I'd like to go back to size 12, or 10 even.
Going to see the endo doctor Tuesday, so cross your fingers and hope these meds are cheap. O.o

BTW: Murmur got altered yesterday and is doing fine.

Sex Kitten

This is Murmur, my deviant cat-child.

Let me tell you a little story about last Friday.... ::does wavy arm motions to signal storytime::

Work wasn't so bad.
I would have been a much better day had I not had a fever throughout most of it. Not that I knew I had a fever, I just knew that I really didn't feel well, but I just assumed that I was tired. Even though everyone was asking me if I was ok, I didn't really pay it any attention.

After work, I planned on grocery shopping and video games. My bestfriend, Manon (who is holding Murmur in the picture), was going to help me because he is my sorta financial advisor and I hate having to lug tons of grocery bags by myself. Once I got over to Manon's house, he took one look at me and told me to go to bed. I thought he was joking, which he then pointed out that I was pale and my eyes were dark (a sure sign that I'm sick in someway).

Then we argued because I was hungry and not tired(or so I thought) and he wanted me to take a nap. So we went to eat at the university's commons (which was ultra disappointing) then I played a few rounds of Crayon Physics (super fun game!) then finally gave in and took a nap.

Manon woke me up a short while later saying that my kitten, Murmur, had gotten loose and that they (he and his roommate) couldn't find her. I remember hissing something violent and incoherent at him. He told me to go back to sleep and that he would take care of it.

I don't remember anything else of Friday. O.o;;

The next morning had consisted of wandering around, looking and calling for Murmur and getting groceries. She's not even a year old yet, so I was still worrying quite a bit, but she was a stray before I took her in, so I wasn't insanely worried.

Come to find out, the little deviant was starting to be in heat. So, when I heard her crying a few days later, I ran outside and plucked her away from the various pimps and johns and were trying to exploit her pristine self.

Now, I'm waiting for her vet visit to roll around so no one has to worry about opening a door around her.