My last few periods before I had to have surgery were extremely painful.
I exercised, meditated, got special abdominal massage.
GRAPEFRUIT SIZE OVARIAN DERMOID CYST FULL
Meanwhile, I went to a naturopathic doctor specializing in women’s health, who performed a full diagnostic assessment and started me on a regimen that included supplements, acupuncture, and a healthy-as-possible diet. At the recommendation of yet another gynecologist, I saw a gynecological oncologist to get his professional opinion on my latest ultrasound he advised that he strongly doubted it was cancer, and that he’d be happy to continue seeing me every six to nine months, monitoring the cyst via ultrasound. At first, my cyst was the size of a grape. After years of different doctors, finding out that I had a dermoid cyst on each ovary, and watching one of them slowly balloon over time, I had to have one taken out. Honestly, I don’t know whether I have PCOS or not I do still have tiny cysts on my ovaries, the calling card of PCOS, but it doesn’t really matter. That diagnosis has been reversed and upheld a couple of times over since then, in the past 10 years or so. She resisted, but finally relented lo and behold, I had PCOS.
GRAPEFRUIT SIZE OVARIAN DERMOID CYST SKIN
I didn’t fit the classic profile: I wasn’t struggling with hirsutism or weight gain, and my period was fairly regular, but my skin liked to break out, and I had epically painful and difficult periods. My story began in my early twenties, when I was diagnosed with PCOS. Women’s health issues are so frequently misunderstood, misdiagnosed, and altogether swept under the rug. Plus, it should be noted, this is an affliction that only affects women, which is another strike against it being splashed across the pages of publications if men could get it, you better believe we’d be talking about it. But why? And why aren’t we talking about it? It’s a quiet epidemic, though one that isn’t killing us, which probably has a lot to do with why it’s not being talked about. It seems as though we’ve hit fever pitch. Ever since my laparoscopy, though, I hear from other women all the time that they have either had the same thing or their mother or sister or cousin or best friend has. Before I had surgery, I wasn’t aware that this was a common issue. There were lots of misdiagnoses, and many twists and turns. The process leading up to it was incredibly painful and scary, the pinnacle of a 10-year journey of trying to figure out what was going on with my reproductive system. In 2017 I had laparoscopic surgery to remove a dermoid cyst on my left ovary. This story is part of Coveteur’s Women’s Health series.
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