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.