#polycystic ovarian syndrome
I’ve been struggling for years with a disease that causes me to not have a period and last month I got it again finally and i was so proud of myself for getting it but I was afraid that it was a one time thing and now here I am with another period one month later. It’s so weird to my friends and family that I’m excited and I am celebrating but I am so proud of my body and of myself for working on my health. This is truly a miracle for me.
Having my period AND having HS boils in SO many spots now… One painful huge boil is bleeding now, totally stained my knickers, the boil is just outside the width of my pad. Fark.
My HS bleeds more than my period -.-
Sigh……. And this migraine.. for the past idunohowmany hours now. HALP.
Update: now im bleeding from both armpits AND the pube, and there’s still 1 more boil that’s “ripening”… Ugh.
You never really know whose listening to you until someone from the outside shows you that they are aware of whats going on with you and decide to become your supporter.
When I decided to be open about my PCOS on facebook, it was like no one really cared despite me explaining what it was because I got remarks that ranged from “all you have to do is just work out” to “fat people always make an excuse as to why their big.”
Because of that and like many others, we turn to support groups and other sites such as tumblr.
But then I slowly got discourage. I became bitter and annoyed with how people saw this as a made up thing, that people who suffer with PCOS just want attention. That doctors who claim their existence is to help people was instead covered with remarks such as “irregular periods are normal for someone your size, just lose weight.” Or “What is PCOS?” Or “theres no such thing as PCOS.”
I thought, “If doctors won’t even recognize this, what makes me so sure anyone i know would?”
Then today a friend shared a post on my timeline created by Daisy Ridley about what she went through. With the caption:
“I thought of you when I read this. Here’s to hoping that there will be more awareness which leads to more solutions as time goes on.”
My voice was heard. It may have not touched a large crowd, but it touched one person.
It made me realize, thats how awareness starts; lighting one candle at a time no matter what source of fire you may have.