From Dawn Till Dusk

At last, I was able to squeeze an appointment with my Ob-gyne yesterday after so many years [read: years] of procrastinating (heehee, my bad, right?) The pressure to see the doctor finally was initially stimulated by the plan to conceive, God willing, hopefully within the year. Added to that, I suspected that something unusual is happening in my cycle again after experiencing about a couple of delayed monthly periods which had resulted to false alarms. The first was last March which should have arrived first week of March, and the second last April, but until now, I haven’t had the period.

And true enough, when the doctor did the nerve-wracking trans-v ultrasound, there goes those tiny cysts in both my left and right ovaries again. PCOS or short for polycystic ovary syndrome, it attacked my system for the nth time. My Ob-gyne said it will still take a while before I can conceive. The hormonal imbalance has to be treated first and I have to take doses of progesterone for a certain period of time so as to induce ovulation.

In the meantime that the imbalance is being corrected, my doc also advised me to at least shed some unwanted pounds. At the very least, she said I should weigh just about my pre-pregnancy weight with Nico which was around 90-95 pounds, if I am really dead serious at getting pregnant pretty soon.

Geez, it wasn’t much of an embarrassment because my Ob-gyne and I are very comfortable at talking with each other, but I felt a little bit depressed she obviously noticed my siopao face, my big arms, and the bulging tummy that I have—all depicting I’ve gained so much weight. Sigh.

Oh well, at least that comment served as an alarming wake up call for me. I should really shape up or else the longing for a little one to carry in the warmth of my arms will remain nothing but a dream. Less intake of carbohydrates and fatty foods, avoid sweets, more of healthy food, and lots of exercise, I guess. Should that suffice enough as battle plan? Continue Reading »