Sunday, 20 March 2016

Day 40 on Metformin

It's been about a month and a half since I first started my first part of pre-surgery treatment, and I've definitely been noticing some changes.




I've been on the full dosage for 3 weeks now, and I imagine I've built as much of a tolerance as I can do for this medication. My full dosage is 1500mg a day, so it's quite a lot. As I first described, the first week of being on Metformin was hell. I had unbearable nausea, diarrhoea (sorry for that image!), and headaches. Around the time I was due to up my dosage to two a day, I started levelling out. I braced myself for the worst.

However, nothing seemed to change. Granted, I still had some bad days, but I figured I was over the hump! That was it! My body had finally given me an out, and I was ready to get back on the horse and join the rest of humanity again. Then week three came about.

You may think I'm being dramatic when I say that I  wanted to throw myself off of a bridge (and I am, obviously), but I had never been so miserable. It felt as though I had jumped stomach first into a vat of acid. I had absolutely no appetite, and when I did eat, I threw it back up. For a couple of days, all I could face eating was an apple or a breakfast bar. I had to run to the toilet every few minutes, and I was up a lot of nights crying and shaking. I woke up around 2am one night during the third week with heart palpitations like I had never felt before. My chest was tight, my heart felt like it was in my throat and eyeballs, I was shaking, sweating and nauseous with panic. I got out of bed, paced around the living room and dialled 111. I practically sobbed down the phone, assuming I was having a heart attack. The guy on the other end of the phone was incredibly reassuring, even when I was hyperventilating. He assured me that I wasn't dying, and that it sounded like I was having a panic attack. He explained that the palpitations would likely shortly pass, and was a less common side effect. After sitting in the living room for a little while, with my eyes closed and breathing deeply, slowly but surely it passed. In my defence, in my half asleep state, it was absolutely terrifying.

My doctor insisted I persevere, but if things didn't ease up, they could put me on a modified, extended release version of the tablet. That meant I would only take one in the morning, and that was it for the day. God knows why they didn't suggest that in the first fucking place, but whatever.

Now, at day 40, things are really looking up for me. First of all, my nausea isn't too much of a problem anymore. I do still have bad days with waves of nausea, but it's nothing like it used to be, and it passes very quickly. My appetite has changed wildly. I used to be able to eat all the time, but now I can only really eat when I'm hungry, and even then that isn't often. This medication has forced me to re-evaluate my diet. Too much sugar makes me sick, dairy makes me sick, and too many carbs makes me sick. I'm still in the process of relearning what I can and can't eat, and I've made a few terrible choices that have forced me to cut a day out short, but I'm getting there. For the most part, as you'd expect, it's mostly "clean" foods that work the best for me. Fruits, veg, red meat, chicken, the basics. I can eat fatty, sugary foods, but I pay for it. Long gone are the days of a pain-free Sunday Domino's.

I can also really see a difference in my face. My skin is a lot clearer and smoother, and my jaw line is coming back! I'm also half a stone down, which is awesome! My energy levels have skyrocketed. I'm not longer having to come back after a day at work and have a nap, and I'm finding myself eager to go out, rather than having to be dragged out kicking and screaming.


An overexposed photo of me obviously stoked to have lost some weight

This time three weeks ago, it really felt like it wasn't going to get any better, but I feel brilliant. It may seem like it's only just a few small changes, but it feels like a huge weight is finally being lifted. I know it's going to be a long slog before I'm as healthy as I can be, but I finally feel like I'm on the right track. I have an appointment with a nutritionist and a physiotherapist on April 1st, and one with a mental health unit on April 20th. I don't want to go too much into it because I'm not ready to, but my GP believes that there are potentially some psychological issues that need to be dealt with alongside everything else.

I'm also thinking of doing a vlog of my experiences at the hospital with ultrasounds and the surgery. Let me know if that's something you'd want to see. If you have any questions about anything or any tips on how you deal with your PCOS, let me know!


2 comments :

  1. I'm so proud of you for writing this and being so honest. Keep it up babe! Love love love you.

    With love,
    Alisha Valerie xo.

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    💕

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  2. You've been to hell and back. Glad you're feeling stronger xx

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