The Starting Line...

Ok, I’m going to start this blog with a little background info. My name is Ali & I’m 22. I graduated with a literature and politics degree in 2010, whilst 7 months pregnant with my beautiful son, Zachary. I live with him & his daddy (my fiancé) Luke.

My ramblings here aren’t really going to be about Zac and Luke, however. Today I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovaries. PCOS

I decided to blog firstly because, well why the heck not? Everyone does it! And secondly, I felt like I needed a place to document all my thoughts and experiences, because I have a feeling this is going to be a long road ahead, and my mum will only listen for so long. (Sorry mum, but you’re a busy woman!)

I have had the signs for a long time:

·        * Irregular periods

·         *Abdominal pain

·         *Weight gain

·         *Increased facial hair (no, I don’t look like a yeti....yet)

So why have I just been diagnosed? Well, 18 months ago I gave birth. For the first 6 months post-partum it’s pretty easy to blame all these things on your body “adjusting” from pregnancy. Ok, the next 6 months, well my body was maybe taking a bit longer than everyone else’s seemed to. But something really wasn’t right, so I trusted my instincts and bundled myself off to the doctors for a blood test.

The results?? Normal.

Mr Doctor wouldn’t do anything after that. “Your bloods are normal so please stop bothering me and go and eat some salad” (I may be para-phrasing slightly there). So the months went on, and I decided to go back to my GP. This time I saw a female doctor, Dr McAngel (we’ll call her) and she gave me another blood test. She also suggested that I go for a scan just in case.

The blood results?? Normal

The scan results?? Polycystic ovaries

Lesson we’ve learnt:

You cannot always simply rely on the results of a blood test.

You can ALWAYS rely on your instincts. Remember, it’s your body, not a text book.