Something Is Not Right

Today’s Happy Note: Catching up on most of my schoolwork.  Okay, so the actual act of doing the work isn’t “happy”, but having it done makes me happy.  So there.  I deem it worthy of a happy note. 🙂

Sorry to have disappeared on you friends!  I truly wish I could blog every night and it makes me sad that sometimes I have to hit the books instead. I have quite a lot of reading this semester, but not a lot of assignments.  This means that it is quite tempting to put off the reading, but then when the assignments come around, I would be screwed.

I know I have talked about priorities before (blah, can’t find the post), but I have been reorienting myself the past few days.  School already was a priority, but it needs to be even more of one.  I just kind of need to grit my teeth and get it done.  Meh.

Anyone else out there feeling mid-semester blues/overwhelmed?

I saw something fun on Angela’s Blog today!  Apparently, it is National Love Your Body day today.  I’ll get to that in a minute…

First, I have some training notes to catch you all up on!

1. Monday: I did an easy 25 minutes of weight lifting followed by my easy yoga class (it’s for school).  The instructor wears sweatpant booty shorts.  He is a man.  That is all.  My body was grateful for the easy day.

2. Tuesday: Was supposed to be nine miles of speedwork.  I really didn’t want to do it during the day and finally set out around six, planning to stay on the streets.  But it just didn’t feel right.  My body was moving in all the wrong ways — my lower legs seemed to be doing something completely different from my knees, which were doing something completely different from my quads.  You get the picture.  I listened to my body!  This is something that I have really struggled with in terms of exercising, so I was proud of myself.  I cut the run short and did four miles, with 5×100 strides in the last mile.

3. Wednesday: I figured I would just get in my nine miles today.  But.  Again, something wasn’t quite right.  Mostly, I was terribly tired.  I couldn’t seem to get out of bed in the morning or after my afternoon nap.  So I just did my easy yoga class. That was it.  Taking it this easy is hard for me!  I feel a lot of guilt.  But I know that taking the rest is a good idea.

I think there are three reasons why I struggle with guilt when I don’t workout hard everyday:

1. I tend to have an all-or-nothing mindset.  I feel like I’m either completely sedentary all day (in reality, this isn’t true) or insanely active.  I struggle to find an appropriate balance.

2. I overexercised at an unsustainable level for years — I think this is tied to the ways in which I was active as a child and adolescent.  From when I was four until I was fourteen, I was a gymnast.  The last few years of that, I would practice about 20 hours a week.  Then in high school, I did diving, track, and swimming (sometimes at the same time).  I would often be working out for hours a day — senior year, I swam for 3-5 hours a day during the fall season.  Thus, my expectations for physical activity were shaped unrealistically at a formative age, and thus it is truly difficult for me to understand that not working out that much is okay — normal people in the real world do not typically work out for more than two hours a day.  Even an hour is more than enough.  I think that, for me, mentally, moderate exercise is actually best.

3. I still feel the need to “make up for” everything I eat.  I probably eat slightly more than the average 20 year old female college student (although really I have no way of knowing this).  But I really am running a lot, and I also have a significant amount of muscle mass.  Regardless, I feel like if I don’t run 6+ miles a day, I am just another slovenly, greedy American who overeats and doesn’t move.

A few weeks ago, L pointed out to me that I would never say the things I say to myself (in my head) to another person. I would never, ever be that cruel to someone else.  So why do I do it to myself, over and over again? I don’t know.

I think this post is going in a slightly different direction that what I intended.  That’s okay though, since these are the things I need to talk about.  FYI: the rest of this post is about weight and related health concerns/body image issues. Please feel free to skip this part.

I typically weigh myself every 1-2 weeks.  Sometimes I go even longer, maybe every 3-4 weeks.  I am not obsessive about it and don’t record it or anything.

But.

I did weigh myself this Monday and a pattern clearly emerged. Or maybe the pattern has been there for a while but I just noticed it.  Whatever.  Thee point is simple: I have been gaining weight at a rate of almost exactly 1 pound per week since leaving the hospital.  It’s been just over three months, so approximately twelve weeks.  I have gained 12-14 pounds.  I was already a few pounds over my “happy weight”; I would estimate that I have about 17 pounds to lose at the moment.  This is very scary for me.  Very scary for me.

The reason it is so terrifying is that, as far as I can tell, it is something that is either largely or entirely out of my control. Something is wrong in my body.  I know my body and I know when something isn’t right.

Well, something isn’t right.  This weight doesn’t make sense.  I should not have gained 14 pounds since I left the hospital.  Not only have I been training for a marathon, but I have also been fairly careful to keep my eating in check.  I stopped taking birth control as soon as I was diagnosed with my pulmonary emboli. I am not a doctor (in fact, I pretty much suck at science in general), but to me, it seems like the birth control was doing something in my body that was good, and now that it has been taken away, something is going unchecked and rampant in me.

I saw the women’s health Nurse Practitioner at my school a few weeks ago (is it weird that there are a grand total of zero gynecologists for a college student/grad student population of like 30,000 students????).  I basically told her the same things I am telling you guys.  Something doesn’t make sense.  I want to know what is going on.  And, unlike many health conscious young people, I have no aversion whatsoever to medications.  I would happily take several medications, daily, if it would fix this.  I already take about four medications a day — I have several more types too.  I joke to people that I have my own pharmacy.  Taking pills really doesn’t bother me, nor do I feel like I’m somehow polluting my body. They’re pills. Scientists made them to help us, for the most part. It actually kind of bothers me when people get all purist and shit and say “oh, I don’t take pills, I don’t put chemicals in my body, I treat things naturally.”  Great — it’s really nice to know that you have never been burdened with serious medical conditions that require drugs.  I am so happy for you.

Okay, so that was completely tangential.  I’m a writer.  What can I say.  I like talking.

Getting back to the main storyline here.  The NP I saw referred me to a reproductive endocrinologist.  I called her office a week or two ago and she isn’t taking new patients until January.  I am not trying to wait that long, so I got a referral to someone else.  I will schedule the appointment tomorrow.  Hopefully, it will be in the next few weeks.  This is causing me a lot of anxiety, as you can tell.  I want to get to the bottom of it.  Fast.

Unfortunately, medicine doesn’t always work that way.  Our bodies don’t always work that way.  Sometimes they do not want to reveal their secrets, even when their secrets are hurting us.  I hate how medicine is simultaneously so scientific and so unpredictable.  Anyone else find this duality unsettling?

My guess is that, starting after the marathon, we are going to have to do some serious screwing around with my diet and medications.  Probably accompanied by some serious blood tests.  I may have a weird adrenal disorder.  I may have PCOS.  I may not have it.  I may have pre-diabetes.  I may have some bizarre hormonal problem.

So, things are complicated.  I know that’s a really lame conclusion, but it’s all I have for now.  And I need desperately to share my struggles.  Thank you for listening! 🙂

One other note: Any inquiry into/treatment of my hormonal/adrenal/endocrine problems is severely constrained by my history of PE and accompanying clotting disorder.  I cannot take any hormones.  I cannot take anything that might interfere with my Warfarin.  I cannot take anything that  might predispose me to further clotting.

I truly am sorry for unloading all of this on you guys.  But I just need to get it out there.  USB has been amazing about it all — I never would have thought a love interest would be interested in my bizarre medical problems.  Especially not when they make me fat.  But he listens to me and soothes me and tries to help me in whatever way he can.

So.  The Love Your Body post shall be saved for tomorrow, I think.

I’ll leave you with my latest purchase!  I’m going to be wearing these on marathon day!

Katie is giving away a massive amount of Artisana. I want it.  Bad.

Anyone out there, by any chance, happen to have a simultaneous history of PE and PCOS/unidentified endocrine disorder? I know it’s a long shot — I haven’t met anyone else with this combination of problems.  But if you have had similar experiences, I would be thrilled if you would let me know your story!

For everyone else, what is the most frustrating health experience you have had?

What are you grateful for about your health?

I’m grateful for my body’s tremendous ability to untangle its clots.  Seriously.  The clots are long gone by this point.

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14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Gabriela @ Une Vie Saine
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 07:30:17

    Ugh, girl, all I can do is send you a big hug. I can’t relate to your situation, but I can only imagine how difficult it must be. And trust me- you do not eat slightly more than the average 20 year old considering the fact that you’re training for a MARATHON. I know I don’t see everything you eat, but I also know that you’re not doing the whole drink-ten-beers-then-eat-half-a-pizza thing. College-aged girls are tricky- it’s almost a contest to see who can eat less, when in reality no one is actually starving themselves once you factor in dinners out and drinking. Weird.

    Can you not take all forms of BC because of the PE? I’m horrible at science too, but I know there are tons of kinds you can play around with, and each has a totally different effect on your body. I went from the brand version of my pill to generic, and ended up having such horrible side effects that I had to switch back. Definitely good that you’re talking to a gyno, though!!

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    • caronae
      Oct 21, 2010 @ 09:24:48

      At least for now, I can’t take any forms of hormones. Once I’m off the warfarin (which may never happen) I can potentially take a low dose progestin only pill. We shall see.

      Thanks for your sweet comment! Made my morning better. 🙂

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  2. A Sparkle A Day
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 10:29:37

    so no way do you feel bad for posting what you want to or need to post.
    it’s YOUR blog. It’s for you!

    besides I’ve always found you never know who you might be helping AND who might be able to read what you are going thru and give you a nudge.

    I found it interesting to read what you said about your school age activities playing a part in how you look at your activity levels today. THAT makes perfect sense. I was a busy athletic kid (hyper, and fidgety too) and when I sit too much I go BONKERS.

    so thanks for that!
    and considering how much training your are doing AND gaining weight??? yeah. that would concern me too (and it does because since starting to run 2 years ago I weigh more! )

    makes me nuts.
    I hope you find answers and you need to always listen to your hunches. if you think something is amiss…your hunches are most always right.

    I also apprecieate what you said about it bothering you when people say they don’t take drugs etc.
    I have to be VERY careful with what I take becasue I am an over sensitive person and half a tylenol is like STRONG for me.

    if I take anything stronger than that I start puking. it’s a total mess, and so I do try and deal with my life without meds…but seriously if life handed me a tough medical issue, I wouldn’t suffer. we all just have to manage our lives and our health as best as we can.

    and birth control messed me up. so glad to be off it forever now. funny how we are all different!
    I bet that long run wiped you out. get some rest and when you body is ready for that 9 mile speed run…it will let you know.

    that reminds me…I have a speed run to do today too. just not 9 miles. Probably 3. it’s all I can fit in on my lunch break.
    big HUGS sweetie!
    (sorry this was a novel)

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  3. Jess
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 13:08:39

    So sorry you have to go through all of this! I was sick in high school, it was a combination of issues with my pituitary gland. My uncle also had a pulmonary embolism, so I can kinda relate (although not personally). I hope you can find the answer and don’t be sorry for using your blog to get it out- that’s what it’s for! ❤

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  4. Mari
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 13:31:52

    I have pcos and this sounds very similar to my issues with weight…it is like an uphill battle =/

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  5. mymulticolouredlife
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 14:20:54

    This is really bad luck, a difficult situation especially since I see in your blog how hard you work to take care of yourself as best you can. Hopefully just getting all that out helped in itself, and I guess the best thing is to keep hopeful, because I’m sure a solution will eventually be reached. Ok so that probably wasn’t that useful a comment, but just wanted to let you know that I’m thinking of you and sending reassuring hugs.

    Sarah x

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    • caronae
      Oct 21, 2010 @ 15:18:52

      Thanks for the hugs, everyone! And yes, getting all that out (and then further ranting/talking about it with L today) was quite helpful!

      Reply

  6. Kate
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 18:42:37

    oh man. this has got to be hard for you. i hope you are closer to finding out the answers that you need. have you ever considered consulting a naturopathic doctor? sometimes it hard to get insurance to cover them but sometimes they have a different perspective on health and one alliment can affect the whole body. may be something to look into. take care woman!

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    • caronae
      Oct 21, 2010 @ 21:38:49

      Thanks for reminding me to think of a naturopathic doctor! I might consider it. I was raised in a very Western medical, scientific world since my parents are both doctors, so I tend to be skeptical. BUT I definitely will look into it!

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  7. Ellie
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 22:55:16

    I know exactly what you mean about not being scared of pills! I know it’s judgmental but I always think that people who are nervous of taking ASPIRIN or something are just being silly. I’m a big fan of medication. 😀 Sorry to hear about your health problems and I hope you figure out what’s causing them.

    My most frustrating health-related experiences have been the couple of times I’ve gone to give blood–really nervous about it as always (I think I’m scared of needles even though I claim I’m not)– which caused the Red Cross people to become nervous and they’d screw up drawing my blood and I wouldn’t get to donate. I’ve probably had more bad than good experiences donating blood at this point!

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    • caronae
      Oct 21, 2010 @ 23:14:20

      I have given blood twice and eventually realized it just was NOT something for me, lol. I would pass out and get really pale and weak and feel sick for days!

      Reply

  8. Melissa @ TryingToHeal
    Oct 21, 2010 @ 22:58:59

    oh man, i’m so sorry you’re going through this hun! no fun! but i’m right there with you. i know i’ve been a bit more sedentary than normal, but aren’t eating too much over what i should have and i have been gaining a bit of weight too. i’m on bc and have been for almost 7 years so i don’t know what i up.

    hope you figure things out soon!

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