Monday, 9 April 2012

Foods That Make PCOS Worse

Did you know that what you eat can make your PCOS problems better -- or worse? There are dozens and dozens of medical studies to bear this out. 

Unfortunately, there is a lot of misinformation and confusion about what foods you should be eating or avoiding. As we see it, medical research is one of the best ways to separate fact from fiction, and thus discover the best way forward. That's why we talk a lot about medical research in this newsletter. 

Today, I want to share what I think is a very important observation about diet. It's a bit technical but try to follow along. This is very important. 

First some background. It seems that most doctors believe that PCOS is a problem of excessive amounts of androgens, which are male hormones produced by your ovaries and adrenal glands. That is why they prescribe pharmaceuticals like birth control pills or spironolactone. 

The purpose of these medications is to reduce androgens and thus make your symptoms go away. (PCOS is actually a disorder that is much more than a problem with male hormones. But that's a topic for another time.) 

If we assume that androgens are causing the symptoms of polycystic ovary syndrome, what is causing the excessive androgens in the first place? 

There are many possible answers to this question. A very interesting study just released from Université de Sherbrooke in Canada sheds some light on this confusing issue. 

In a laboratory setting, researchers analyzed androgen-producing adrenal gland cells. When the cells were exposed to high amounts of a saturated fat, they were stimulated to produce more androgens (male hormones). 

Based on this research, could it be that you are consuming too much of the wrong kinds of fat and thus forcing your adrenal glands to produce more androgens? 

The researchers conclude: "This study is the first to demonstrate that lipotoxicity can directly trigger androgen overproduction in vitro, in addition to its well-described impact on [insulin resistance], which strongly supports a central role of lipotoxicity in PCOS pathophysiology." 

"Lipotoxicity" is defined as the "the pathologic changes in organs resultant from elevated fat levels in blood or tissues". One pathological change appears to be that adrenal gland cells start producing excessive amounts of androgens. These androgens contribute to your symptoms of PCOS. 

Essentially, the problem is that you have too much of the wrong kind of fats floating around in your body. 

OK, so what causes this fatty buildup in your tissues? Some of it comes from the fat you eat, especially saturated fat. 

Some of it comes from the refined carbohydrates and convenience foods you eat. For example, high fructose corn syrup is a substance that induces your liver to manufacture fat. This contributes to fatty liver degeneration, which is present in nearly one-half of women with PCOS. 

A third source of the fatty buildup is your inability to efficiently burn fat. Fat-burning is a complex process beyond the scope of this article. But increased exercise would help. 

Bottom Line: 
1) "Lipotoxicity" is a major cause of your PCOS symptoms. 
2) You must distinguish between dietary fats you should be avoiding and those you actually need. 
3) You must understand that consumption of refined carbohydrates and sweeteners makes your fat problem worse. 
4) Excessive undesirable fats in your body increase your symptoms and damage your organs. Even your brain can be adversely affected! 

Your diet is the #1 key to solving your PCOS problems. If you have a copy of "The Natural Diet Solution for PCOS and Infertility" ebook, please review the section on Fats and Oils. Also take a look at the section on Carbohydrates. You need to apply this information if you are to make progress against PCOS. 



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Tuesday, 27 March 2012

Thank You!


Hi ladies, thank you all for the sweet thoughts and warm wishes. No, I haven't abandoned my blog yet. I'm still struggling to juggle my demanding little one with literally everything else. He's such a joy. I pray you're all blessed with little ones too and if you already have, may God bless them always.

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Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Welcome!



Bob arrived 5 days after my EDD. I lost my mucus plug on the 16th and started having irregular contractions. I called the birthing center and was told to come in. I was 1cm, baby was still pretty high up so the MW gave me a membrane sweep. After we got home the contractions started getting more painful, about 10 minutes apart. I couldn't sleep and called at around 2am them and they said I should come in.

I was allowed to stay and was monitored. They gave me cocodemol for the pain which helped me catch some sleep. I relaxed in the pool afterwards and was able to catch a little more sleep.

They said baby's was lying posterior, his back to my back, which can make labour excruciatingly long and painful. The MW said most babies turn right before birth. But I was pissed off because I was in so much pain yet I was being told I hadn't gone into labour yet. I was barely 2 cm, so they sent me back home.

When we got home things started to really happen. I was having 2-3 contractions every 10 minutes lasting more than 2 minutes. I decided I'd had enough of the birthing center and went to the hospital near the house. After being poked around and tossed about, we were told they didn't have enough beds and that we'd have to go elsewhere. So we had to go back to the hospital were we would have gone had we decided to forgo the birthing center.

When I got there thankfully I was already 3cm. They only consider women to be in labour when they are 4 cm, but instead of sending me back home they gave me a bed in triage. The MW said the same thing too, that I wasn't in labour and that when I was I would know. So I thought to myself, if I haven't started labour yet and I'm already in this much pain, I don't know how much more I can take. I screamed  asked for pithidine and was able to sleep for a few hours.

The pain woke me up. Crap! I can't describe it. It felt like someone was shoving hot coal into my back and stabbing my womb with prongs. I started screaming with the contractions, which were coming hard and fast. Worst of all the only thing that brought relief was pushing. Which I knew was not a good feeling that early on. The MW checked me out and I was 4cm. She took me to labour ward. The two MW's in charge of me introduced themselves to me and I gave my name as 'Epidural!'.

I got my epidural; which was pure bliss! Was able to rest. At this point I had been having regular contractions for over 36hours. They broke my waters and administered pitocin and there I was for over 12 hours, without progress. Then all of a sudden Bob's heart rate dropped. They got me to change positions when they still couldn't find it they hit the panic alarm. Suddenly about 7 people rushed into the room and before I knew it I was being wheeled into theater. I was scared shitless. I just lay there, paralyzed from my waist down, crying, feeling helpless, thinking I'm going to lose my baby.

One emergency c-section later and Bob was born. When they showed him to me over the curtain, kicking and screaming, all 7pounds 14ounces of him, I was so overwhelmed. Word's can't express how happy I was.

I wanted a natural birth. At the same time I've always prayed for whats best for me and my baby. Only God knows if things would have turned out differently if I'd used the birthing center. After this experience I think I'll stick to giving birth in the hospital. Aside from the lightening quick response time, the care was fantastic. There were one or two nasty MW, you'll find disgruntled workers in every profession. Otherwise, the staff were very kind and reassuring. They literally held my hand through the entire procedure. For me, personally, there is a lesson to be learnt here; which is that labour is unpredictable; anything can happen, even with a low risk pregnancy.


Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Busy Being Pregnant

Actually I've been neglecting my blog by hanging out on forums with other pregnant women. It's been fun, but I think I'm sick of it now. Too much of anything bores me to death.

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Thought I'd spare myself rambling because there hasn't been anything new to write about. Bob has been all up in my ribs lately and not in a nice way. I can't sleep at night because when I sleep on my left side his feet/foot gets wedged in my rib. And he doesn't like me sleeping on my right side. If I do he kicks up a fuss and won't settle down until I change positions. Even if he's asleep, the moment I lie on my right side he'll wake up and start thrashing around.

He's still kicking hard, where he gets the room to do that, I have no idea. But his acrobatics seems to have returned full swing after that brief lull of both of us thinking he'd run out of space. They hurt too. So vigorous, sometimes it literally feels like he's about to bust out through my skin. One of these days I'm going to wake up to find a foot hanging out of my mouth. Strong kid Masha'Allah!

I've been having contractions. A few weeks ago I didn't really know they were Braxton Hicks. I didn't feel the tightening at all. But lately it's getting more painful. Not so painful that I can't cope, only noticeably so. It's on and off. I could get like 5 or 6 in an hour, then nothing for the next day or two.

I'm trying to be active, but it's hard with my SPD and the shitty way I've been feeling lately. I had a bout of flu that turned into a bacterial infection. Then I had conjunctivitis and had to be put on antibiotics. I have this cough that has refused to go away. I was pooing a lot too. Could go up to 5 times a day but it wasn't diarrhea-ish in consistency. Could have been an infection or could be I'm running out of room, who knows. Eitherways I can't wait for Bob to make his grand exit.

I think Nature pushes you to a point where you get so fed up you want it to be over and done with ASAP. I used to scoff at other pregnant women moaning about how they couldn't wait for the baby to come out already. Now I understand exactly how they feel.

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Thankfully I was able to whip up some more things for myself. I made a nursing pillow as well as a nursing cover using stuff I had lying round the house, reckon I've saved myself over £50. I've done most of Bob's basic shopping. I'll do more shopping after his Aqiqah. I figure people will give us gifts, so wouldn't want to duplicate things. All that's left now is a his towel, some flannels and my Aqiqah outfit. Yey!

Thursday, 8 December 2011

Symphysis pubis dysfunction (SPD)

Another wonderful pregnancy symptom that sneaks up on you. I started having mild SPD when I was about 5 months. It sort of came and went - nothing I couldn't cope with. There were good days and bad days and it was especially bad when I'd been out walking. I still wanted to get in some form of exercise even though I knew I'd pay the price come night time. Plus everyone seems to ask me whenever they see me or call if I'm 'walking enough' or more subtly, if I was 'moving around'. Kinda scared me into doing it so I don't bite my lower lip with regret when I'm in labour.

Lately it's gone from bad to worse though. I'm in excruciating pain especially when I lay down to sleep at night. Oh boy! You'd think I should be excited about getting in as much sleep as I can, while I can, but going to bed at night is not something I look forward to. Turning over is a nightmare. Getting up to pee as often as I do is unspeakable torture. My legs seem to give way from my pelvic joint, it feels like they're not connecting... I've even asked Dh to move them unto the floor for me but that didn't reduce the pain. It only helped in the sense that he was doing it and I wasn't inflicting it on myself.

After getting up I have to waddle/limp to the bathroom to do my business. Then I have to settle back into bed moaning, groaning and biting my lower lip.

I notice when I take my walks a day before, the pain lingers through the day nowadays. I'm almost bed bound. It's hard going up and down the stairs too. I only go down when I absolutely have to.

This SPD thing has me so drained I don't have any energy to sew. I was able to make two changing pads and a few flannels, other than that I haven't been able to do much else. Plus the cold isn't helping. Its frustrating having to lie in bed all day watching movies and browsing (Oh the horror!).

Tomorrow I'm going to have to force myself to go shopping for my hospital bag. Just the bare essentials. Not gonna break my neck buying stuff I might not need. Don't even have the strength to begin with. I'll just breeze in and breeze out. I need to have the comfort of knowing that if anything happens from now on, at least, I'll be prepared. Plus I don't really see Dh doing the hospital bag shopping. He'll be bewildered at the mere mention of breast pads. Men suck at things like that. As for the other things I'll need, I'll most likely order them online and have him pick them up in-store. Lets just hope my darn pelvis cooperates.