Progress, finally!

Okay so I've finally made some progress! Since the last time I posted, I'm down to 194.9 lbs. Hurrah! Below 200 and over 5 lbs lost in the last month! (that was the goal I set in my Wii fit, so I got little stars when I weighed in tonight and completed my goal)

Here's how my pebbles are looking:

Pretty exciting right? I mean, yeah, there is still a lot of pebbles in the right bowl, but the little pile in the "lost" bowl is getting bigger!

There are downsides, however. Metformin is still the death of me. I hate that crap. I still haven't heard from my doctor about the results of my blood test, so I need to call again. I'm wondering if my fasting blood sugar levels will reveal some more clues to the answers. Also the cold weather is making it more obvious that my thyroid is too low. I've started to take partial pills to up my dosage like he told me to at my appointment, but I wish I knew how low I was so that I could maybe increase it more quickly than a fourth of a pill at a time. Jake has a hard time getting my feet and hands to even warm up, let alone stay warm.

The other problem, is that my medication has all but removed my appetite. I joked the other day that my drugs are giving me a eating disorder. I totally feel like I'm anorexic sometimes and don't want to eat. It comes and goes, but I don't want to be messing up my internal organs, so I'm careful to make sure that I'm taking enough calories in, even when I don't feel like eating. Some foods, like Chinese, I haven't been able to eat since I've gone on my meds, they just sound disgusting, which is sad because I miss going to Panda, and I love making my own fried rice.

I also have noticed that I've been very emotional and a little erratic. This might be partially due to the fact that I either am exhausted and spend the whole day dozing off in my classes, or I'm an insomniac and am jittery all day like a drugie going through withdrawals. I think I know what it is like to have Bipolar disorder because I have stages of mania and times where I just need to cry. Jake has been a real trouper to deal with all this. Now I don't want you to think I'm a complete mental nut case all the time, I'm mostly my usual self, but I have episodes where I feel a little out of control.

Hopefully the weight loss will continue and then eventually I'll be able to stop taking all of these medications that do weird things to me and everything will be hunky-dory.

Doctor's Appt

So I went to the doctor yesterday.
First off this was really frustrating for me because he thought I could have lost 30 pounds by my appointment, and I only lost like 2. I think he could tell I was pretty depressed about that, and he reached for the tissue box about the same time as I started tearing up.

What he tried to remind me is that it's still going in the right direction. I think he said something along the lines of "I'm not doing to lie, you are fighting a hard battle here." PCOS is suckish at best and it's not going to be easy.

We discussed switching me to spironolactone instead of metformin which would help with my acne and the unwanted hair, but it doesn't help with weight loss. I decided I care more about my weight than I do about my acne, and if I remember correctly from a year ago, at about 180 lbs. my acne essentially disappears anyway. It also has seemed recently that the acne wash he gave me makes me break out more, so I've stopped using it daily; that seems to irritate my skin less.

He prescribed an addition to my Phentermine called topamax. It's a medication used to prevent migraines but they have found it also helps patients to lose weight. The two medications are combined in a new drug called Qsymia, but it can be really expensive, and it's cheaper to buy the drugs separately.


After talking to him about everything (i.e. that I'm taking a spin class, and I eat less than 1500 calories everyday, and sometimes I even struggle to reach that) he requested some blood tests. The facts seem to indicate that my metabolism is still not working properly which is a symptom of my hypothyroidism. I probably need to increase my dosage. I also didn't eat before I went so that he could take a fasting blood sugar level reading.

I should hear about the results of my blood test on Monday, so I'll post when I know about that. And I didn't even cry when she drew the blood! You should all be so proud of me for that! (When I was younger I used to virtually throw a tantrum when I would have to get my shots, needles are not my thing.)

Getting down to 170 by Christmas is becoming a more distant goal, but I still want to be a size 10 by graduation so I can make myself this killer dress I found a pattern for at Joann's.  Actually it's a size 12 pattern, but I still have some curves. I've told myself I can't make it until I get there!(They were having a $1 pattern sale, I couldn't resist!) On the upside, Jake told me I was looking skinnier today, maybe it's just that my jeans are all stretched out from their last washing again, haha. But we'll hope he's right.