At the beginning of this month I started my new treatment for PCOS. It pretty much entailed cutting out complex carbs and exercising. Sounded simple enough I told myself since I already workout a lot. Little did I know my heath would take an abrupt nosedive at that time. In the weeks following the new treatment plan, I have seen a nutritionist and contracted gastroenteritis. The gastroenteritis was of the viral persuasion so it was fiendishly difficult to get rid of. Not only that but the treatment caused my ulcer to flare up. I told myself that I’d be fine, I got through these things before so it should be a piece of cake.
Boy was I ever wrong. After suffering from severe stomach cramps, near constant nausea and explosive diarrhoea for most of the month. I realized that my motor functions seemed to be on the fritz. Not only that but the numbness on the left side of my head was spreading. The impairment of my motor functions was alarming because I still remember how terrible paralysis was for me.
It was off to the doctor again but this time he sent me for a CT scan of my head and sinuses. He believes that it may be either a side effect of my anti depressants or indicative of a serious problem. Either way it’s pretty disturbing. He also banned me from any exercise other than walking until we figure out the problem.
Walking turned out to be problematic since my skin just burns when the wind touches it. Annoying but there are perks. I love walking at around 4 am, its quiet, there are no people or cars and the air is crisp and clean. There are a few places I really love, like the school on the main road that has such a nostalgic scent. It reminds me of the garden in the house I grew up in.
I’ve decided to work on something positive to raise my mood. By positive I mean something that gives me some sense of accomplishment. Finding that elusive raison d’être may take some doing but I think that the journey will be worth while.
Later today I will be renewing my food logs as there hasn’t been any opportunity to do so in the last few weeks. I’ve been working up some guilt over it but it couldn’t be helped.
I hope that this week will be a better one. I’m collecting the results for the CT scan on Tuesday so there may be good news on the horizon.