Friday, 12 February 2016

Day 2 on Metformin


Okay, let's back up a little bit.


As I'm sure you are aware, I've had an issue with my ovaries that have come to light in the past few months. I had a follow-up appointment with the Consultant yesterday, which was very productive.

Disappointingly, I can't have an operation just yet. The MRI showed that although the cyst I have on my ovary is huge (11cm x 8cm x 9cm!) it's not anything to be hugely concerned about. It's currently pressing on my bladder and potentially my sciatic nerve. I'm not in agony, but I'm in mostly what can only be described as 'extreme discomfort'. If I lay on my front, I can feel it, just sitting there. It's gross.

Until I can lose between three and four stone, the consultant said it wouldn't be a good idea for me to undergo any kind of operation. With the size of it, they would try to do keyhole surgery, but it may be something they have to remove with a full abdominal operation, which is quite frankly terrifying. He's given me 3 months to try and drop 3 stone. Exciting!

Another thing he did was prescribe Metformin to help treat my PCOS and help me bring my weight under control. I didn't expect to go on medication so quickly, so that what a little surprising. Metformin, if you aren't aware, is a medication commonly used to treat diabetes. It's also used frequently to help regulate symptoms of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. The consultant explained that the PCOS changes your genetics so it's very easy to gain weight, and very difficult to lose it. Metformin helps with the way your body deals with insulin, and should help me find it a little easier to lose weight.

And that brings me to today - my second day on Metformin.

The Consultant warned me I'd feel shitty, but I didn't realise just how shitty. I had to cancel going to see Slipknot in Birmingham with my Dad and Sister because I couldn't move 10 feet away from the toilet. I could barely bring myself to take my next tablet because I couldn't stomach any food to take with it. My stomach hurt, my back hurt, my head hurt and it felt like the room was spinning. I spent the morning of my day off either crying like a baby into my tear and sweat-stained pillow or crying like a baby kneeling in front of the toilet. It crossed my mind at several points to just stop. Two days into it, and I was already prepared to quit. I called my Nan, who also takes Metformin, and she said she went through the same thing when she started, and it should only last a week, tops. Ultimately, I know I wouldn't have been prescribed anything I didn't need, but for fuck's sake! I just want to feel better!

Rambling aside, my point is that anyone going through anything like this - you are not alone! I've only been on the medication for a few days and I almost quit, so anyone going through this on a daily basis is my hero!

If anyone that reads this has any questions, words of advice, or just wants to chat about anything like this, don't hesitate to get in touch!




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