There’s always been a lot of mystery around ovarian cysts. Personally,
after meeting so many infertility specialists and gynecologists, I haven’t been
able to figure out whether cysts are deterrent to fertility and if I ever had
PCOD. Most women are known to have cysts and it’s pretty normal but it suddenly
transforms into a villain during ultrasounds. If the infertility specialist
finds repeated cysts in your repeated ultrasounds, there you go, your villainous
cysts are blamed for those repeated heartaches. You start on a journey of
killing those cysts.
As if the mystery around cysts wasn’t enough, there are many
types of cysts. Like the follicle cyst, chocolate cyst (happens if you have a condition
called endometriosis), Corpus luteum cysts (whatever that means), and the rest.
If you have PCOD, which I was told I had, you tend to gain weight (I had something
to blame after guzzling cheese oozing pizzas and bowls of creamy hummus bathing
in pita bread). You tend to have a lot of hair (I had something to blame for
that one hair always sticking out of my chin…aargh). You tend to have a deeper
voice (I had something to blame for people mistaking me for a male on phones).
You tend to have hair loss (I had something to blame for my hair loss, of
course it wasn’t the three times rebonding attempt). You tend to be depressed
(I had something to blame every time I was depressed to see a Vicky donor sort of movie).
Jokes apart, I don’t think I had PCOD. I had nothing
actually and due to my panicking and a hasty decision to get laparoscopy done (along with ovarian drilling at only 30), I suffered from a loss of both
egg quantity and quality.
So a big shout to all those women trying to conceive, do not
panic and ask your doc a lot of questions no matter how busy the doc is.
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