Re: *I've* started carrying a PURSE????
From: J.D. (anonymous@obgyn.net)
Sun, 24 Jun 2001 22:43:23 -0500 (CDT)
At Mon, 25 Jun 2001, Tania wrote:
That's good for you Jodi. I think the machoism came from all the
testosterone ;).
--
J.D.
>
>sharing will now commense
>
>AMEN!!! i still wear guy's clothes, they are the only ones that will fit me
>right, but my friends think i'm the girliest girl they know!! i used to be a
>mechanic for gods sakes. my mom thought i was gay for the longest time
>because i DESPISED the actions of the other girls around me, i thought it
>was a weakness to be femenine, what is that about? i still get a kick out of
>the girls at school "oh my god, did you see her hair?" or " i NEED a
>boyfriend," - i'm in cosmetology school by the way.. i've never met another
>woman with pcos, in person at least , and i truly feel alone most of the
>time...my weight problems, acne, depression, but most of my friends
>understand......i try to be graceful and feminine, but it's an effort,
>apparently i'm putting on a good show.
>well, gonna bail
>tania
>
>>From: anonymous@obgyn.net (jodi)
>>Reply-To: anonymous@obgyn.net
>>To: Multiple recipients of list PCOS <anonymous@obgyn.net>
>>Subject: *I've* started carrying a PURSE????
>>Date: Sun, 24 Jun 2001 15:02:04 -0500
>>
>>Now HERE'S a symptom I haven't read of metformin helping with... heh.
>>
>>Anyone else feel that they have always been tomboyish... PRIDED
>>themselves on their tomboyishness even? I sure have... Way, way back in
>>fifth grade, I remember playing "boys chase girls" at recess (a very
>>original, creatively named game where the boys chased the girls... :-P)
>>and I was never on the girls' team. Nope... was never good friends
>>with the girls, always better friends with the boys. I was always on
>>the boys' team... as their "spy..." which means I pretended to be on
>>the girls' team, but rather than chase the boys, I chased the girls and
>>put them in jail for the boys. (You'd think the girls would have caught
>>on eventually... but they never did...)
>>
>>ANYWAY... I have always hated carrying purses. Just one more of my
>>tomboyish aspects... always disdained women carrying purses... like,
>>my mother whose purse resembled more of a carry-on bag, and contained
>>everything but the kitchen sink... yet, if I was wearing a dress and
>>had no pockets and wanted her to carry my wallet or hairbrush or
>>whatever for me... "There's no ROOM, Jode..."
>>
>>Whatever. If I had to go without pockets, I would try my damndest to A.
>>stuff whatever I needed in my bra or B. get someone else to carry
>>whatever I needed before I would give in to carrying a purse. Usually,
>>I would come up with some excuse to carry my bookbag, rather than submit
>>to something so girly as carrying a purse.
>>
>>Lately, I have been carrying a purse. Even when I have pockets. Like,
>>today... I have pockets, but I am carrying a purse. (Partly, it's 'cuz
>>I've bought this nifty purse which is exactly the perfect size to carry
>>my hairbrush, my wallet, my cell phone, and a ball of kitchen cotton so
>>I can crochet wherever I happen to be...)
>>
>>And I LIKE carrying a purse, now, darnit! :-)
>>
>>For the first summer of my adult life, I feel like a girl. A GIRL!
>>SOMETHING is working, I tell you... and it's wonderful. And it's not
>>limited to mental changes... The leg hair problem is truly lessening
>>and lessening... last night I realised, it's been a week since I
>>shaved, and I could still wear shorts without embarrrassment. (I
>>wouldn't... but I could. I shaved today...) The dark coarse hair
>>halfway down my inner thighs is GONE. I silk-epiled it last ... uhhhh,
>>well, a few days after May 14th, and there was hardly any there then.
>>Now... it's gone. Ditto the miracle marsh (far too much to call a
>>treasure trail...) under my belly button, save for one or two coarse
>>strays...
>>
>>I don't think anyone without PCOS can realise how awesome this is. Never
>>before have I been able to shave my legs and feel it's been worth the
>>effort... before, I would shave, and then put lotion on my legs, and
>>hate how minutes after shaving, I felt stubbly. How no matter what
>>razor I used, no matter how much time and care I took, no matter how
>>many billions of directions I shaved in... it did no good whatsoever.
>>Now, I can shave my legs, and apply lotion, and my legs feel SMOOTH as I
>>apply lotion. Two, three, four days later... the stubble is THERE, of
>>course, but it is lighter, finer, doesn't give you splinters to touch. I
>>reiterate... for the first time in my adult life, I feel like a GIRL.
>>And ohhhh... I love it. I can't wait to visit my bf in California and
>>wear GIRLY clothes... which I must confess I've been spending far too
>>much money on lately... but I've got so many years of feeling hideous
>>to make up for... surely I deserve this small treat...
>>
>>But of course... back to my ever-present dillemma... I have no idea
>>what caused this. Was it... 6 months on the met? 3 months on the BCP?
>>Exercise & weight loss? Last week, after spotting on the Pill...
>>AGAIN... I decided, screw it! I don't care if the Pill IS causing the
>>hair reduction, I am not going to be bleeding all the time... But after
>>a week, of course, I changed my mind. I started a new pack today...
>>because fertile or no, idea what's going on in my body or no... feeling
>>like a girl is a fine trade-off for bleeding a little all the time.
>>Though I am going to call my doc tomorrow and ask if there's a different
>>pill I can try...
>>
>>In the mean time... there's HOPE! Hope for feeling normal, at least...
>>medications out the wazoo or no... How I WISH I'd have learned about
>>PCOS while I was still a teenager... rather than just ACCEPTING "some
>>women are hairier than others..." "we can't find anything wrong with
>>you..." "it's normal to have irregular periods at your age..." "your
>>problems come from being bulimic..."
>>
>>to think of all the summers I felt so disgusting when I could have been
>>prancing around in shorts and haltertops feeling like a human being...
>>Ah well, better late than never. I'm only 24... I've got a few good
>>years left to rejoice in feeling sexy. :-) And I'm happy about that...
>>
>>Hoping no one wants to smack me for being so jubilant...
>>
>>- Jodi
>>