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Tuesday, March 17, 2009   Ding Ding Ding We have a winner! And the reason why I haven't had a normal period in 13 years is....polycystic ovary syndrome! So no yanking of the vestigial organs. Yet. This can apparently fuck with the body's reaction to insulin, creating insulin resistance. My glucose levels were normal, but the doctor thinks that it may be starting, as I have high triglycerides. She wants me to cut carbs out of my diet (hello--can't do that with my extreme high-fiber diet) and start taking Metformin, a drug for diabetics to lower glucose levels with off-label use to treat polycystic ovaries. Only problem is that Metformin has the potential to cause really nasty stomach reactions--diaherrhea and cramps. Have I mentioned recently my dislike of the medical profession? No matter what they find, it's somehow going to involve me having diaherrhea. It doesn't make much sense for me to be on a high-fiber diet of colon-blowing proportions if I'm only going to be given a drug that causes diaherrhea to treat something else. Ultimately, if my ovaries are bad seeds, let's just yank those puppies and pop a pill every day to keep me girly. Hormones are replaceable. Although, the more I think about this, the more I'm not okay with the "here's the problem, now take a pill" approach. If I really have this, then why not do an ultrasound to see if I have ovarian cysts? What if I do have them? Can I get the ovaries yanked then? And why the sudden jump to a pill--is it even the right diagnosis? After all, if my ovaries are wonky, wouldn't my hormones be wonky too? I may not have the right slip of paper to be a doctor, but I am a cantankerous patient. So perhaps it's time to find a second opinion about all of this mess and see what can be done that doesn't involve me having diaherrhea. posted by jaime | 4:34 PM 5 comments

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