Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Polycystic rant


A dear friend of mine posted a pic of me on facebook that she took around the summer of '97 or '98. She's an amazing photographer, has been since I met her, but the photo made me sad. I was somewhere near 20 years old. Clear skin, healthy weight and optimistic about my future.

It's amazing what a hormonal imbalance can do to your body. I was chubby as a child and was lucky enough to shed the weight in the 8th grade. I lost weight so quickly that some terrible girls at school accused me of using cocaine (middle school girls are horrible). Truth is the weight just came off on it's own. I've never been able to control my weight - in either direction.

I was a good healthy weight from '91 to 2006, ranging from 106 - 130 (I'm only 5'1"). In the fall of 2005 I began having issues with spotting, and not just a few days here and there, but spotting for months straight with horrible cramps. After changing doctors a few times, I finally found one that thought an ultrasound would be a good idea. Turns out I had a few pollups in my uterus and I was prescribed a higher dose of estrogen and had the pollups removed in November '05. I am still very angry that my previous doctors ignored my issues - two years prior I was hospitalized when a hemorrhagic cyst burst on my left ovary which caused internal bleeding. Shouldn't this have been a good warning sign that something was wrong with my ovaries/uterus right away?

My father passed away at the end of January 2006. I was devastated. I went from 125 to 170 in 6 months. At the time, I thought that the weight gain must have been caused by my depression and not taking care of myself properly. I had never heard of PCOS then and had no idea that depression was a symptom, just as weight gain, fatigue and acne were also symptoms. In hindsight, knowing that I had a *huge* increase in my hormones to stop my spotting right before my surgery, it makes sense to me that my weight gain was caused by a hormonal shift.

This makes me angry. I have had hormonal issues since puberty - missing periods for months straight, sometimes only getting it 3 times a year. I was put on the pill to regulate my period when I was 17. If I had a competent doctor at any time prior to my surgery, would I be on three medications, 50 lbs over-weight and battling IBS issues caused by the meds?

When I saw that photo Jennifer took of me it made me sad because I don't know if I'll ever have control over my own body. I hope one day to be healthy, happy and a mom. I don't know if I'll ever live the life I once took for granted that I would have.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Open Letter to the Guy Who Broke Into My Car And Stole My GPS Unit

Hey Jackass,
Thanks a lot. You broke my car's window for a refurbished Magellan which only cost 79 bucks in the first place. Way to pick 'em, fucker. No one is going to want to buy the unit from you with a big "RF" imprinted on it. But obviously you ain't so bright in the first place or else you'd have a fucking job and wouldn't need to break into people's cars to steal their shit.

Oh, and by the way, in case you hadn't noticed I'm broke. I live in the same crappy apartment complex you do, fuck face, which is why I bought a refurbished GPS unit. And not only am I minus a Magellan now, thanks to you and your brilliance I am now $500 in the hole because of your stupid ass. I have to replace my window, jackass - you know, the one you smashed to steal the refurbished magellan?

By the way, if I see my Magellan in your car, I'm going to smash your fucking windshield, take it back, and leave a big fucking turd on the driver's seat. Then I'm going to put multiple screws face up under each tire, so when you pull out you'll be inserting screws into your fucking tires. Then I'm going to wait a few weeks and bash in your new windshield. I will wait in the bushes for you, dressed as a goddamd clown and bust your kneecaps with a baseball bat while giggling the whole time.

Then I'm going to visit you in your dreams and kick your ass again. There is no escape.

Needless to say, you are totally fucked. Maybe you should have stayed in school.

-Carol

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Preparation

It's Thursday and I took the day off to get ready for the DGA trainee program test. It takes place in NYC early Saturday morning (I have to be at the testing place at 7:30 am). Initially I was going to travel to NY today and hang out with Alison but Matt wanted to come and only asked for Friday off.
Tuesday was my birthday. We saw Coraline in 3D which was pretty amazing. We also went to dinner at Jimmy Carino's. I wanted to keep it low key because it was a weekday and, quite honestly, it's just another birthday. Matt invited our friends and family to dinner Sunday for Live Mariachi music and yummy Mexican food. I can't wait!