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THIS IS MY PCOS STORY

As this month is PCOS Awareness month, I would like to dedicate a post directly from my own life experience.

These photos were taken during a long awaited, and long put off,  surgery that took place on May 17, 2011. I was 26 at the time.

Rewind to when I was 10, I had my first period. quite an early time to get one, but I was told it was okay to start that early. I was heavy already by that time, and by the time I was 13, I was probably 130 lbs.

By 14, I was in a lot of pain while on my period but figured it was normal…it wasn’t until my parents started accusing me of shaving my face that we realized there might be soemthing wrong. Randomly around that same time, my aunt called me to watch something on Oprah about PCOS, which was still VERY VERY understudied and written off as a myth by most OBGYNS. After going to a doctor, (FUCK YOU KAISER!) she said I was just morbidly obese and needed to lose weight. Still, my mother committed to helping me get laser hair removal.

The laser hair removal did not work, and since I was expected to shave before each procedure, it only got worse-thicker, coarser, painful. It has only continued to get worse. At 15, i began having periods that were longer and longer, more painful and the migraines that plagued me left me immobile most days. I literally couldn’t open my eyes. I am not sure if migraines are a symptom of PCOS, but I do think my body was going into overdrive.

We wont talk about home issues that also helped the stress level.

There were days when I was in so much pain on my ovaries that i cried. and cried. and cried. the act of STEPPING felt like a knife digging deep into my stomach. at 15 or 16, I was 150lbs and finally was able to get an ultra sound. I had a 2cm cyst on my right ovary, and Kaiser told me I just needed to lose weight to get rid of it. We asked if I could possibly have PCOS, and the doctor said no, just work out. After three more doctors, one confirmed I was Poly Cystic but that it was due to my weight and that they wouldn’t really confirm it totally until they could find a second cyst. at 18, i was 220lbs and would stay that weight for a long time.

Years went by, periods would last 6 months or more at a time-I would wake up covered in blood most days, despite having a towel, a pad and a tampon shoved between my legs. It was a living nightmare.

At 21, I met David. He was understanding, and didn’t seem to have a problem that sex would ALWAYS involve blood.

in 2008, I suddenly gained 100lbs out of nowhere. I was ALWAYS IN PAIN. Sex was limited to only certain positions- once we had sex while I laid on my side and after a few minutes I screamed out in pain, I saw lights, I thought my insides were being ripped to shreds. I wouldn’t let him touch me, I laid in bed in agonizing pain for hours. Moving at all, I thought, would kill me. I wouldn’t find this out for a few more years WHY the reason this pain was so intense, and all pain after would make me almost black out.

Still suffering in pain, I finally was able to go to the doctor (thanks insurance for a few months) I chose a doctor who was 1) female 2)reproduction specialist 3) endocrinologist and she worked at a fertility clinic with a specialty in PCOS treatments. during my ultrasound she told me that I needed the surgery ASAP, that the cyst was almost 6cm across and was the pain i had been experiencing was pain I should have one to the emergency room because what i felt was probably was a tear or something.

Soon after, I lost my job and moved with David to southern california for his own job. I lost my insurance. I worked with David on trying to lose that 100lbs I had gained, 320lbs was horrifying for me to be at-especially so suddenly. I was extremely depressed. I would sit in the closet after he left for work, trying to fit into my clothing  and crying for hours. I did work my way back down to 278 after a month or two, but i still couldn’t fit my clothing. I would sleep all day until it was timefor me to make dinner. I didn’t get dressed very often, and being far from friends and family, there was no need to leave the house.

David convinced me to pick up my camera again. I hadn’t even taken photos all that often the past year or two. I did  discover modelmayhem and started working regularly with TNT Tauna and learning how to take photos of models rather than at concerts.

We moved back to northern california after we got married, Aug 8th 2009, in July. I went to Planned Parenthood a while after that, and after 6 months or so they FINALLY got me in to the county hospital. but, THEN we moved to Reno for almost a year. When we moved back, I was finally able to go to county again and get started on the process of getting my surgery.

It took about another year to go through the entire process but I finally got my surgery. I later would find out AFTER MY SURGERY that the cyst & ovary had been knocked like a pinata, twisting completely around my left ovary, pulling the fallopian tube with it all the way around.  I wish I could have seen my doctors face at the moment these photos were taken. David told me that when she came out after my surgery, she said she was so shocked and was so happy I had convinced her I needed the surgery after she tried to talk me out of it so many times. If anything had torn or got hit the wrong way, I might have bled to death, or lost my ovaries.

I still have issues-but my periods have been normal ever since the surgery. My facial hair is progressively worse it seems, I have a hard time leaving my house a lot of the time. I have to plan my life around my face…My weight is still high and I could eat better. I am NOT continuously happy. I hate my face (well, the hair on it and the pain it also deals for some freakin reason), to be honest.

But, my story makes me think that things could be worse. I try to be happy and I try to make people see the beauty in this ugly world through my work.

I hope this story finds someone who may have PCOS, who may be going through soemthing like me. And give them strength.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polycystic_ovary_syndrome

#1in10 #women suffer from #PCOS, including @SnapShotNinjaPhotography! I have teamed up with #PCOSAA to create a book combining stories and images of #strength#courage and #celebration of women across the country. If you are interested in helping or being a part of the project let me know!! SnapShotNinjaPhotographyATgmail.com

www.pcosaa.org

snapshotninjaphotography:

As this month is PCOS Awareness month, I would like to dedicate a post directly from my own life experience.

These photos were taken during a long awaited, and long put off,  surgery that took place on May 17, 2011. I was 26 at the time.

Rewind to when I was 10, I had my first period. quite an early time to get one, but I was told it was okay to start that early. I was heavy already by that time, and by the time I was 13, I was probably 130 lbs.

By 14, I was in a lot of pain while on my period but figured it was normal…it wasn’t until my parents started accusing me of shaving my face that we realized there might be soemthing wrong. Randomly around that same time, my aunt called me to watch something on Oprah about PCOS, which was still VERY VERY understudied and written off as a myth by most OBGYNS. After going to a doctor, (FUCK YOU KAISER!) she said I was just morbidly obese and needed to lose weight. Still, my mother committed to helping me get laser hair removal.

The laser hair removal did not work, and since I was expected to shave before each procedure, it only got worse-thicker, coarser, painful. It has only continued to get worse. At 15, i began having periods that were longer and longer, more painful and the migraines that plagued me left me immobile most days. I literally couldn’t open my eyes. I am not sure if migraines are a symptom of PCOS, but I do think my body was going into overdrive.

We wont talk about home issues that also helped the stress level.

There were days when I was in so much pain on my ovaries that i cried. and cried. and cried. the act of STEPPING felt like a knife digging deep into my stomach. at 15 or 16, I was 150lbs and finally was able to get an ultra sound. I had a 2cm cyst on my right ovary, and Kaiser told me I just needed to lose weight to get rid of it. We asked if I could possibly have PCOS, and the doctor said no, just work out. After three more doctors, one confirmed I was Poly Cystic but that it was due to my weight and that they wouldn’t really confirm it totally until they could find a second cyst. at 18, i was 220lbs and would stay that weight for a long time.

Years went by, periods would last 6 months or more at a time-I would wake up covered in blood most days, despite having a towel, a pad and a tampon shoved between my legs. It was a living nightmare.

At 21, I met David. He was understanding, and didn’t seem to have a problem that sex would ALWAYS involve blood.

in 2008, I suddenly gained 100lbs out of nowhere. I was ALWAYS IN PAIN. Sex was limited to only certain positions- once we had sex while I laid on my side and after a few minutes I screamed out in pain, I saw lights, I thought my insides were being ripped to shreds. I wouldn’t let him touch me, I laid in bed in agonizing pain for hours. Moving at all, I thought, would kill me. I wouldn’t find this out for a few more years WHY the reason this pain was so intense, and all pain after would make me almost black out.

Still suffering in pain, I finally was able to go to the doctor (thanks insurance for a few months) I chose a doctor who was 1) female 2)reproduction specialist 3) endocrinologist and she worked at a fertility clinic with a specialty in PCOS treatments. during my ultrasound she told me that I needed the surgery ASAP, that the cyst was almost 6cm across and was the pain i had been experiencing was pain I should have one to the emergency room because what i felt was probably was a tear or something.

Soon after, I lost my job and moved with David to southern california for his own job. I lost my insurance. I worked with David on trying to lose that 100lbs I had gained, 320lbs was horrifying for me to be at-especially so suddenly. I was extremely depressed. I would sit in the closet after he left for work, trying to fit into my clothing  and crying for hours. I did work my way back down to 278 after a month or two, but i still couldn’t fit my clothing. I would sleep all day until it was timefor me to make dinner. I didn’t get dressed very often, and being far from friends and family, there was no need to leave the house.

David convinced me to pick up my camera again. I hadn’t even taken photos all that often the past year or two. I did  discover modelmayhem and started working regularly with TNT Tauna and learning how to take photos of models rather than at concerts.

We moved back to northern california after we got married, Aug 8th 2009, in July. I went to Planned Parenthood a while after that, and after 6 months or so they FINALLY got me in to the county hospital. but, THEN we moved to Reno for almost a year. When we moved back, I was finally able to go to county again and get started on the process of getting my surgery.

It took about another year to go through the entire process but I finally got my surgery. I later would find out AFTER MY SURGERY that the cyst & ovary had been knocked like a pinata, twisting completely around my left ovary, pulling the fallopian tube with it all the way around.  I wish I could have seen my doctors face at the moment these photos were taken. David told me that when she came out after my surgery, she said she was so shocked and was so happy I had convinced her I needed the surgery after she tried to talk me out of it so many times. If anything had torn or got hit the wrong way, I might have bled to death, or lost my ovaries.

I still have issues-but my periods have been normal ever since the surgery. My facial hair is progressively worse it seems, I have a hard time leaving my house a lot of the time. I have to plan my life around my face…My weight is still high and I could eat better. I am NOT continuously happy. I hate my face (well, the hair on it and the pain it also deals for some freakin reason), to be honest.

But, my story makes me think that things could be worse. I try to be happy and I try to make people see the beauty in this ugly world through my work.

I hope this story finds someone who may have PCOS, who may be going through soemthing like me. And give them strength.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polycystic_ovary_syndrome

#1in10 #women suffer from #PCOS

including ME: SnapShot Ninja Photography! I have teamed up with #PCOSAA to create a book combining stories and images of #strength, #courage and #celebration of women across the country. If you are interested in helping or being a part of the project let me know!!

You do NOT need to be a pro model, thin or plus sized- just a drive to share your story and be a part of this movement to help raise awareness and funds for the PCOS Awareness Association

SnapShotNinjaPhotographyATgmail.com

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reblogging for my followers who will be going to prom this year

*YOUR SCHOOL ALSO VIOLATES THE LAW IF IT DOES NOT ACCEPT TRANS OR NON-BINARY PEOPLE’S RIGHT TO DRESS AS THEY PLEASE*

*IT ALSO VIOLATES THE LAW IF IT ALLOWS ANY HARASSMENT OF NON-CIS/HETERO COUPLES TO TAKE PLACE AT PROM*

*EVERYONE HAVE FUN AT PROM AND REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE A CUTIE PIE*

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