It’s been four weeks now since I was diagnosed with poly cystic ovaries and therefore one month closer to my operation. If you aren’t quite up to speed, I am due to undergo a laparoscopy which will hopefully flush my fallopian tubes through and make a lovely clear path for a little egg. To be clear, the PCOS does not cause the tubes to block, the consultant is just a little concerned there may be damage there from a previous infection. Once the operation is complete, dependent on the success, I will be provided with a course of Clomid to stimulate my ovaries.
From the myriad of blood tests I have done over the last few months my consultant noted my thyroid function test was a little on the high side at 3.5 so it was requested that I repeat this test. The result came back at 4.7 which shocked me a little. The condition is known as hypothyroidism and basically means I have an underactive thyroid which doesn’t produce enough thyroid hormone (thyroxine). I joked that I would now join the dole queue as it seemed to be a legitimate reason to receive benefits instead of earn a living if these Channel 4 documentaries are anything to go by.
Every morning I pop my happy pill. I call it a happy pill as the symptoms of hypothyroidism include tiredness, depression and weight gain. In a way I was relieved to receive the medication. I had been walking around for some months with what felt like a little black cloud following me around. it wasn’t always there but when it was my goodness it was dark. My husband will attest to this. I’ve only been on the medication a couple of weeks now and I think I am noticing a difference. I haven’t felt that heavy depression for a while.