My medical history doesn't suck, but it's not that great. I've had hypothyroidism since I was 18 years old and have always taken my Synthroid religiously but I've still gained 80 pounds, grrr. I've tried everything short of lap band and I'm still a chubster. Flub flub flub. My thyroid makes my metabolism pretty much non existent, and I can't exercise a huge amount because my asthma makes me gasp for breath like I'm breathing through a swizzle straw.
I had this blind happiness at the beginning of trying that has dwindled with each big fat negative, and no, I never ever wait until the day my period is supposed to start. I'm a masochist like that. I have depleted my webmd skills trying to pin point a diagnosis. My doctor won't see me until I've tried to conceive for a year. Military insurance is great, it really is; everything is paid for, but their time lines suuuuck.
I've pretty much decided that I've got PCOS because I have all the symptoms. Like I said in a previous post, I don't think I ovulate because of my temperatures and my stupid little pee sticks are always negative for ovulation. I've even got the darker patches of skin on the back of my neck that are indicative of insulin resistance and freakin hair growing under my chin. Why does that happen and why do I have to rip cold wax strips off my chin every week? BOOO.
My periods are horrible, like cry in bed with an electric blanket shoving pain pills down my throat missing a day of work horrible. As far as I remember they've always been like that. I've already made the year appointment hoping that I won't need it, but I'm sure that I will.
So, the question that keeps rambling in my head, what the hell is wrong with me?
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