PCOS

PCOS Awareness Month 2017: The dreaded social media sales people…

This is one of my biggest pet hates after becoming so open about having PCOS. These people have become like vultures and have been circulating all my social media accounts since my first post about the illness…

We will have all seen sales representatives for these products on Instagram and Facebook. They have a nasty habit on praying on people with weight problems that have been caused by PCOS. I would often get messaged by people on Instagram and Facebook claiming that these products could “cure” me. Pft, the doctors can’t find a cure for this so what makes you think that you have some magical cure, found in a product that everyone is aware is a money grabbing scam?

I would often get messaged by people on Instagram and Facebook claiming that these products could “cure” me. Pft, the doctors can’t find a cure for this so what makes you think that you have some magical cure, found in a product that everyone is aware is a money grabbing scam?

The recurring ones appeard to be Juice Plus and It Works wraps. These products won’t help you ladies, stick to clean eating, exercise and balancing those hormones.

Most doctors recomment the Slimming Word diet for most women suffering from PCOS (it’s not reccommended for me as I have hyperglycemia, which I talk about in this post). I suggest that you try that rather than products you can buy online. The most recent one to follow me is a ‘natural food supplement’ calld MyOvaCare, it costs £40 for a small tub of capsules… frankly, I’d rather diet.

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PCOS Awareness Month 2017 – A week in the life of a PCOS sufferer

I’m sorry that I haven’t done my daily posts this week but a lot has changed in my battle for fertility in the last few days so, I have decided to share this last week with you in this, what I would like to call a diary post.

Monday

Just like most mornings that involve hospital appointments, I woke up with anxiety. I had a hospital appointment with the PCOS specialist at the diabetic clinic to try and help me in my weight loss battle, but I hate going to hospital appointments. I only go because I need the help but 90% of my appointments to do with my weight and fertility make me cry.

I didn’t eat breakfast, I can never normally stomach it. She did tell me off for that, as well as diagnose me with Hyperglycemia which is common in women with PCOS who are at risk of developing type 2 diabetes. Now I have to change my whole diet… good bye chicken nuggets.

At the end of the day, my battle with PCOS and hyperglycemia comes down to one question, would I rather have chicken nuggets and diabetes or energy and children?

– Kirsty-Louise Card

I spent the rest of the day, avoiding starting my new diet while I constructed meal plans for how I was going to start it. I also had to deal with some painful acne around my chin which tends to mean that I had a bad hormonal reaction to something that I have eaten… probably the pizza the night before. That shouldn’t happen once the new diet is started though, I have to stick to natural foods and any carbs I consume need to be on the low side of the glyceamic index.

Tuesday

I started the diet. Most mornings I would avoid breakfast like the plague as I really struggle to keep it down and have done since I was around 14 years old (the age I was when my periods started). I have learned that this is because I wasn’t getting the energy from my food the day before until the following morning which meant there was no need for me to be eating.

I started off the day with two slices of seeded bread, toasted with a low fat cheese spread (yes, you can still eat cheese!). I did struggle to eat it as I’m not used to eating breakfast and some days I struggle to eat lunch but the dietician said that I needed to train my body to be able to eat three meals a day.

I had a small pot of pasta for lunch and an omlette with tomatos for dinner. Honestly, this low GI diet isn’t as bad as many think, especially if you like the food.

As expected with the first day of every new diet, I was starving by the evening but I still didn’t munch and made it through the day with new cravings.

The dietician gave me some notes which I will link you to below which is the recommended low GI diet:

NHS website

Leaflet

Wednesday

This was an easier day. Turns out I have more will power than I thought I did.  I only felt hungary around meal times and my digestive system is running more effectively than it used to.  I even spent some of my time making up fruit snack pots incase I needed a healthy snack. It was yummy!

The only issues that I’m having is the detoxing. My immune system has become a little weaker so I’ve managed to catch flu, the acne is horrendous and I have such a bad case of cloudy mind. The change in my hormones has without a doubt put my brain in a blender but itn will be like this for up to two weeks, just in time for me to go back to uni and my next period…

Thursday

I wanted to experiment with different snacks that I could make so I messaged some fellow cysters to help me out and they pointed me in the direction of pintrest for low gi recipes which lead me to my sugar free oat cookies and also a lot of flax seed recipes that I will experiment with later… I’m especially looking forward to the pancakes!

I also started looking for gyms close to my university… I figured if I’m going to dive into this diet, I might aswell jump in head first.

Friday

I had a walk up to my Gran’s to take the cookies up. I wanted her to try them as she has type 2 diabetes so it would be nice for her to have a treat that she is able to enjoy, guilt free! As luck would have it, she loved them. Apparently, I’ve surprised a lot of people with my culinary skills this week.

The evening was my biggest test… I had the offer of a takeaway from Pizza Dial and anyone who knows me, knows I can’t resist the chicken nugget meal from that place and yet I still ordered a grilled chicken wrap with no chips. I am on fire this week.

The tummy pains have started though, they are to be expected when starting a new diet though.

Saturday

Shopping day… we may have went a tad over-board but I descovered that keeping this diet up while on my student loan will be affordable… Aldi is a godsend ladies. I’m still getting tummy pains but I don’t bloat when I eat anymore. That evening me and my Auntie (who also has PCOS and has been loosely following the diet with me) had pasta while her foster son and partner had their unhealthy, carb loaded meal but we are feeling much better.

Sunday

The tummy pains were a little heftier but I’m still feeling the benefit of my food, I have gone from being the sleepy girl that you read about in memes on social media to a girl who can’t stop dancing in her bedroom.

It’s all in the food girls. It’s all in the food.

PCOS Awareness Month 2017 – The positive side

I always moan about the dark side of having an illness that makes you have the hormones of a pubescent, teenage boy and the food cravings and mood swings of a hormonal pregnant woman, all while you’re struggling to have a baby. The thing is some days I realize that there is a silver lining to everything.

Children are in crisis. I may never have my own children but there are thousands of children on this earth in need of a loving and stable home, something which I could provide a child, the child I desperately want. A lot of children are waiting for homes because their parents didn’t want them but at least with you, they’ll always be wanted. 

No periods.  PCOS can lead to heavy periods and painful ones but sometimes you miss periods completely. I usually only have one every three months. I get that missed periods can cause problems but you have to admit there’s something that makes you feel smug when someone is complaining about their period pains and you aren’t having that issue.

Some kids make you thank god your ovaries don’t work. You can’t lie, you’ve all met that one child who is so troublesome and aggravating to their parents that you sit there and think “thank god no eggs are coming out of my ovaries any time soon.” 

The other ‘cysters’.  The ‘cysters’ is the name used to refer to other women suffering from the illness. The ‘cysterhood’ is used to refer to the unified, support network that you can meet online or have through your family since the illness is hereditary. These women will be some of the best friends you’ll ever have, they’re all going through what you are and show an understanding to your struggle that even the doctors don’t get.

PCOS Awareness Month 2017 – 3 categories of baby envy 

As a woman struggling with infertility, baby envy is one of my biggest flaws. Being so desperate to be a mother seemingly makes you jealous of anyone who is already or is expecting.

But not all my baby envy is the same… It all depends on the situation.

1) The ‘I’m happy for you but sad for me’ type

This one tends to happen when a family member or close friend has a child. I can be really happy for someone, I am capable of that but that won’t stop the big green monster lingering in the back ground. 

I never admit to these people that I’m unhappy though, I tend to just wait until I’m alone to cry over it. I also don’t like being asked if I’m okay with it, it makes me feel guilty for not being okay. Let me be happy for you and grieve for myself in private.

2) The ‘you don’t deserve it’ type

Living in the area I live in, a lot of the people I know who are too fertile for their own good have had children taken off them because they’re too irresponsible to take care of them (there are always certain exceptions to this though). 

The ones who neglect their children or abuse them really anger me. Even if I don’t know them and they are just people I’ve seen in the news

Why are they allowed ovaries that work and I’m not when I’m perfectly capable of being a mother?

3) The ‘single mother complex’

This is one that it took me a long time to realize I had. I have trust issues when it comes to a man I can see a future with and a single mother who insists is just a friend.

I don’t think their is anything wrong with being a single mother, don’t get me wrong. It’s a self confidence issue as I feel no man would fight my infertility with me if he has better/easier choices elsewhere.

This issue is stemmed from feeling like less of a woman because of my infertility and being envious of those who have children.

Read more pcos awareness posts on my blog all month!

PCOS Awareness 2017 – The blog post catch up!

September is PCOS awareness month and during the course of this month, I will be doing daily blog posts about different aspects of the illness. This is today’s post and I wanted to use it to link you to posts I have done in the past about it before I start writing new content. So here they are below:

Happy reading cysters. xx

I will always be that chubby girl in a crop top…

I lack confidence in many things and part of me honestly believes that my anxiety will come and take away everything I love eventually. Once upon a time, I loved drama and performing arts but now if I even think about acting or dancing, my stomach feels like it rolls over. Not good.

My body is something that I have always struggled to accept but not consistently. Some days I’ll wake up with an attitude like “wow, so curvy today. Looking fine. Kylie Jenner can eat her heart out because you didn’t need to pay thousands for full lips like those.” Then I have my bad days, where I just look in the mirror and wonder why a fat mess like me is even allowed to leave the house. It is as if my body confidence issues have mood swings of their own.

People rarely see that side of me though. I only choose to let people know about my insecure days when they are so bad that I just lie in bed making myself cry. If I’m around people, I tend to make a lot of fat jokes about myself as if I think I’m beating them to it. Being told that I would struggle to lose weight because of my PCOS only seemed to make it worse as on the days where I feel less confident I feel like there’s no way of making myself feel better.

That being said… I’m currently a UK size 14 clothing and once, I was a size 8 but even back then I had a tummy. I still thought I was fat. Ridiculous, right? The thing is, if you are truly unhappy with your body image, it actually isn’t your body that’s the problem. It’s your mind. You can’t fix your body to fix your mind, that’s not how it works. If I was as unhappy with a size 8 as I am at size 14 then I won’t be happy no matter what I do. It’s sort of like being in the mind of someone who suffers from anorexia, without you actually starving yourself. You see flaws that aren’t there.

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But like I said… I have good days. Some days I can wear a tight dress and walk out of the house feeling like a queen. Recently, I purchased a tiny black cropped top to wear on a girls night out. I’m the biggest girl in my group… oops! I saw it in New Look and I fell in love. I just had to buy it.

Despite my body issues, I’ve never actually been one to buy into that whole “dress for your size” lark. I’ll wear whatever I like to, whether it’s cropped or not. Even on my insecure days.

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So, when the day came to actually wearing the cropped top, it did happen to be on one of my bad days. I was crying in bed over my weight at 2 pm but I was out slaying a cropped top and leggings by 9 pm. Talk about mood swings?

I did get a lot of mixed reactions with some people remarking about “what kind of plus-size clothing store sells cropped tops to us bigger girls” but I did get a lot of compliments which made me feel much better about my decision. A few girls said that I had a “great, curvy woman’s figure”  and someone even said they admired my confidence at being able to show the top of my tummy. Some girls (more than guys, surprisingly) complimented my breasts, I do rock the cleavage when I feel like it.

I have let my anxiety and self-image take far too much away from me, my dress sense won’t be one of them. I rocked that cropped top just as much as a rock baggy tees and sweat pants. Society needs to learn to deal with that.

See, being that chubby girl in a cropped top isn’t such a bad thing, even if all your friends have tiny waists.

Be the curve queen of your group!