So I am no stranger to the oddities that women have to go through on a monthly basis. I have been "a woman" since I was twelve years old! TWELVE. I was (well it seemed to me) the only person in my 7th grade class who had their period and was going through puberty. Not only having to deal with that, but as a shy, introverted child I always thought that people were looking at me. This is probably where my self-consciousness came to fruition. After years of dealing with horrendous cramping, to the point were I would have to draw a ice cold bath and lay there so the nauseousness would pass. I decided to go to my doctor and get on birth control. I don't care what people say. This drug is a godsend! Not only did it help with my unbearable cramping, but it also helped to regulate and keep me on track. It also helped with the acne, Yes! I know that this is what its supposed to do, but you have no idea how liberating one little tiny white pill can be!
Here is where my story gets odd. My husband and I have decided to take the route of preparing to have kids. That means no more birth control for me, after seven wonderful years we had to part ways. I was nervous at first because I was dreading those horrid cramps and I thought I might have the blood clots again. (another unfortunate side effect of womanliness that I encountered) The first couple of months were relatively easy and I thought huh....not so bad. I didn't have any cramping at all, they were light and right on schedule. Wow was I wrong. At month 4 I started to get ridiculous acne, almost worse than when I was a teenager and I started to go 45+ days between my cycles. I had read that it can take time for your body to work the hormones out of your system so I thought it was normal. Then the mood swings hit. Before I went on the pill, I had your typical PMS, but now its on overdrive. I can be happy one second and the next I am sent right over the edge into either crying or anger. I have serious headaches and have trouble sleeping because of everything that is going on. I am exhausted from it.
Month 6 was the final straw. True to form (well at least now) I had gone the 45+ days and I started my cycle. 1 week past, then 1.5 weeks as we approached week 2 I had enough and made a doctors appointment. The nurse of course said that it was completely normal and that all would be sorted out, but there is just certain things that are eating at me. I know that my mom had a very hard time getting pregnant with me, she had 3 miscarriages. There is a history of endometriosis (a condition in which the tissue that behaves like the cells lining the uterus (endometrium) grows in other areas of the body, causing pain, irregular bleeding, and possible infertility) as well as many types of cancers that runs in my family. I know that I am probably over-exaggerating this whole issue, but in the back of my mind I fear that there may be something wrong! I know I am still young, but I don't want to have issues or complications. I mean when is an 18 day period ever normal? Never! Yes 18 days! I was going insane! My appointment is on the 9th and hopefully I will have some information!
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