Pill….Pills….Please…..

Pill….Pills….Please….Nov 5, 2011 20:15 pm Room 303 Airport Road Abu Dhabi UAE

Finally, after nine years of enduring, I will for the very first time experience freedom. Imagine years of being on-and-off with this “buddy”. Because as much as I wanted to flee from it, i just could’nt . I had to sacrifice for my and our future.

enduring nine years with OCP (Oral Contra Ceptive) and its side effects

Yasmin and Diane Pills have been my buddies for 9 long years

I was in my 2nd year college when i was diagnosed to have PCOS. Polycystic Ovary Syndrome.

To be better undertand it: Here’s a help from Mr. Wikipedia.

Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) is one of the most common female endocrine disorders. PCOS is a complex, heterogeneous disorder of uncertain aetiology, but there is strong evidence that it can to a large degree be classified as a genetic disease. PCOS produces symptoms in approximately 5% to 10% of women of reproductive age (12–45 years old) and is thought to be one of the leading causes of female subfertility.

The principal features are anovulation, resulting in irregular menstruation, amenorrhea, ovulation-related infertility, and polycystic ovaries; excessive amounts or effects of androgenic (masculinizing) hormones, resulting in acne and hirsutism; and insulin resistance, often associated with obesity, Type 2 diabetes, and high cholesterol levels. The symptoms and severity of the syndrome vary greatly among affected women.

It was my debut when i first got concerned on why i was having irregular menses. My friends told me not to worry much about it and instead celebrate since i would be free from the discomforts that accompany menstrual cycle.

Yet, out of my curiosity i sought  answers from the experts. I had numerous OBGyne doctors from PGH and St. Luke Hospitals but Dr. Aileen Manalo is my fave. She is the most generous doctor Ive ever met for she gave me free consultation during my college years and PGH-days. She’s so helpful to UP students and PGH employees………..During my first session with her, she explained to me why i should take PCOS seriously.

alot of serious health conditions can result from untreated PCOS.

Consequently,series of blood and diagnostics exams were done to me and they all turned out positive of PCOS. I was the most obedient patient I’ve ever been. Though second year college was one of the bussiest years in my college, i managed to regularly go to my checkups, patiently took long cues in PGH for my different exams, endured every-six-months transrectal ultrasound (the twinge is still vivid at times) and yes bore nine long years with OCPs.

Among all these, the most unbearable moments are those waiting hours for my checkup. Its not because of the long hours of waiting but the emotional burden i had whenever i hear stories on how women of the same health issue try to cope up and are hopeful to have their own baby. I often see them shed tears as they recount their stories. This is the most painful consequence of PCOS. To put women at risk of infertility.

These same women are optimistic that compliance to medical treatment could finally be an answer to their petitions. Dressed-up for work on weekdays, they too persistenly wait for their turn not thinking of the many hours it will take them. They care a little if they will be late for work as long as they will see the doctor and hear good news from her. Exhaustion from work is never a hidrance too. Post work consultations are pretty normal schedule for Dr. Manalo and believe it or not, women are willing to stay upto 9 pm in the clinic just to see her. Call it girl power!

I wonder why alot of women especially those unprepared of pregnany (unwed or those that resulted from pre marital sex) opt to have the baby aborted without much hesitations. While alot long to have a baby of their own and would even die to have one.

Kellie Coffies captures the emotion in her song “I Would Die For That”. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqfGqOx2iDQ

Jenny was my best friend.
Went away one summer.
Came back with a secret
She just couldn’t keep.
A child inside her,
Was just too much for her
So she cried herself to sleep.

And she made a decision
Some find hard to accept.
To young to know that one day
She might live to regret.

But I would die for that.
Just to have one chance
To hold in my hands
All that she had.
I would die for that.

I’ve been given so much,
A husband that I love.
So why do I feel incomplete?
With every test and checkup
We’re told not to give up.
He wonders if it’s him.
And I wonder if it’s me.

All I want is a family,
Like everyone else I see.
And I won’t understand it
If it’s not meant to be.

Cause I
would die for that.
Just to have one chance
To hold in my hands
All that they have.
I would die for that.

And I want to know what it’s like

To bring a dream to life.
For that kind of love,
What I’d give up!
I would die for that.

Sometimes it’s hard to conceive,
With all that I’ve got,
And all I’ve achieved,
What I want most
Before my time is gone,
Is to hear the words
“I love you, Mom.”

I would die for that.
Just to have once chance
To hold in my hands
What so many have
I would die for that.

And I want to know what it’s like
To bring a dream to life.
How I would love
What some give up.
I would die …
I would die for that.

I will lie if i say that  i dont worry for myself. Off course i did and i do. Yet i will not waver in my faith in God. For i know that He holds tommorrow and I know He holds my future. Thus with an expectant heart, i now take the second step to pregnancy. Ferous Sulfate and Metformin will then accompany me this November and the coming months.

And yes, as i wait for that very day that i will be called “Mom”, my Hope, Love and Faith in Him will be my chummies.=)

“Eve said: With the help of the Lord, I have brought forth a man.” Genesis 4:1