 my pcos story
So I guess I'm a newbie. I was diagnosed in 1997 when I was 18. Pretty much they said take the pill and that was all that could be done. So I'm way behind the curve on what is done to make it somewhat better. I'm trying to go through the site (wow... there are other people with odd goings on), but my 2yo son is running about, so hopefully I'll get some time to read it all.
So... it looks like there are medications & treatments? I don't know why I never checked the internet earlier. I guess I figured there was still nothing that was done. Anybody know any good doctors in South Jersey? I need a new primary, one that will not brush me off. I'm not a big fan of medicine, though, so I need to find a doctor who isn't pill-happy.
When I was in high school, we knew something was wrong. The doctors just said, "oh, you're depressed, go seek counseling." I think that the vague symptoms made them think I was a hypocondriac. They told me that for years. Didn't give me anything for depression, though. I'd have a period now & again, had crazy pubic hair down my legs & up my stomach, more chest hair than I would like, every now & again a cyst would burst. But when my hairline started to recede, it was time to go to a new doctor. And they ran some tests, and said it was PCOS. Then I didn't have insurance for a couple years, so nothing was done at all.
I am about 5', pushing 150 (still struggling with the baby weight, pre-baby was 130), huge gut (arms & legs are normal to thin), I work out at least 2 days/weeks (weights & bike), but I don't know why because it doesn't do anything. After my son was born, I worked with a personal trainer 3 days a week, 45 to 90 mins each) for 10 months, and lost a mean 8 lbs. It's no good to have a 3' waist when your not quite 5'. I guess I've always been big waisted, even when I was a strick vegan. Now I'm a vegetarian that does eat fish (so my hair doesn't fall out), and if I forget to eat something every couple of hours, I get all hypoglycemic (my mom's a nurse & told me that's what it was, never went to the doctor for it).
The doctor told me I wouldn't be able to have any kids. So after I got engaged, (2002) I pretty much didn't bother with the bc. It didn't really do anything anyway. So after almost 3 years off it, when it was determined I was pregnant, I was convinced it was a tumor.
That's about it. Not terribly exiting, or too different from everybody else. But it feels good to write it down. Now I just have to figure out what comes next. | 
