Follow the pug dog Moo Moo and her sidekick Teddy in their adventures around rural Missouri.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
PCOS Tuesday
Even though these past couple of "PCOS Tuesday" blog post have been draining...I think I cried each and every time I sat down to type...I'm glad I did. If I've helped even one person over these past few weeks then it's been worth.
Okay I thought these week I would end the PCOS Tuesdays with some advise I have for those who find themselves diagnosed with PCOS.
Find a doctor you like...that you're comfortable with. It took me three or four tries but finally I've found a doctor I like who works with me.
Read!!! When I first got diagnosed with PCOS I had no idea what it was....and my doctor was less than helpful. So I started reading...articles on the Internet, blogs, and books. My favorite book (that I recommend to everyone with PCOS) is "The Ultimate PCOS Handbook: Lose Weight, Boost Fertility, Clear Skin and Restore Self-Esteem" by Colette Harris & Theresa Cheung. In fact, I may just take my own advise and reread this great book.
And finally get support. My family....well they try to be supportive but they can't really understand what I'm going through. I've managed to find a couple of local friends with PCOS and talking with them helps. Also there are some great online groups. Try facebook.
Oh, and remember....I'm here for you. If you have any questions...or would just like to talk comment or email me through the blog and I will get back to you.
Okay I thought these week I would end the PCOS Tuesdays with some advise I have for those who find themselves diagnosed with PCOS.
Find a doctor you like...that you're comfortable with. It took me three or four tries but finally I've found a doctor I like who works with me.
Read!!! When I first got diagnosed with PCOS I had no idea what it was....and my doctor was less than helpful. So I started reading...articles on the Internet, blogs, and books. My favorite book (that I recommend to everyone with PCOS) is "The Ultimate PCOS Handbook: Lose Weight, Boost Fertility, Clear Skin and Restore Self-Esteem" by Colette Harris & Theresa Cheung. In fact, I may just take my own advise and reread this great book.
And finally get support. My family....well they try to be supportive but they can't really understand what I'm going through. I've managed to find a couple of local friends with PCOS and talking with them helps. Also there are some great online groups. Try facebook.
Oh, and remember....I'm here for you. If you have any questions...or would just like to talk comment or email me through the blog and I will get back to you.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Moo Photos!
The Mom person says its hard to get a good photo of Teddy Boy! They all come out as blurs...I'm much better at posing!
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
PCOS Tuesday
I don't know where to even start....infertility is a hard painful subject to talk about.
I found out that I had PCOS at age eighteen...I was a freshman in college, still a virgin without a boyfriend in sight. Children, babies...they were not even on my radar at that time...but my doctor patted me on the knee and told me not to worry that I could still have a child. She left out that it would be a long a painful journey...one that I am still on.
Since there is really no one story that can convey to you the pain that infertility has brought to my life...
Treatment for infertility is costly both emotionally and monetarily...there is no "let's just see what happens" for me. There is blood work and more blood work. There are pills and shots....and the Man making little deposits in small hospital bathrooms. Right now the Man and I are on a break from trying. I'm young still...they say there's time...but some days I feel my chances are slipping away.
I found out that I had PCOS at age eighteen...I was a freshman in college, still a virgin without a boyfriend in sight. Children, babies...they were not even on my radar at that time...but my doctor patted me on the knee and told me not to worry that I could still have a child. She left out that it would be a long a painful journey...one that I am still on.
Since there is really no one story that can convey to you the pain that infertility has brought to my life...
- I cried for five hours the day of my cousin and his wife's baby shower....splashed cold water on face and slapped on a smile so that no one would know I was dieing on the inside.
- I've had to tell my {step}son on more that one occasion when he's asked when he's going to get his baby brother or sister "that maybe it okay just the three of us".
- When asked to host my sister-in-law's baby for her second child I took to my bed for two days. But I did it....sure I bawled my eyes out while making the invites...but I did it.
- When rocking my niece to sleep the other day I couldn't stop the tears from falling. All I could think was she should have been mine...when will it be my turn?
Treatment for infertility is costly both emotionally and monetarily...there is no "let's just see what happens" for me. There is blood work and more blood work. There are pills and shots....and the Man making little deposits in small hospital bathrooms. Right now the Man and I are on a break from trying. I'm young still...they say there's time...but some days I feel my chances are slipping away.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
PCOS Tuesday
Thank you for joining for my second PCOS Tuesday! Today I'm going to talk about the symptoms of PCOS and how they have affected me in my life. Now remember not everyone who has PCOS has the same symptoms or suffers from them to the same degree...
I will talk more about infertility next my next PCOS Tuesday blog post.
- Infrequent, absent, and/or irregular menstrual periods
- Hirsutism (HER-suh-tiz-um) — increased hair growth on the face, chest, stomach, back, thumbs, or toes
- Cysts on the ovaries
- Acne, oily skin, or dandruff
- Weight gain or obesity, usually with extra weight around the waist
- Male-pattern baldness or thinning hair
- Patches of skin on the neck, arms, breasts, or thighs that are thick and dark brown or black
- Skin tags — excess flaps of skin in the armpits or neck area
- Pelvic pain
- Anxiety or depression (plus mood swings)
- Sleep apnea — when breathing stops for short periods of time while asleep
- Infertility (not able to get pregnant) because of not ovulating.
I will talk more about infertility next my next PCOS Tuesday blog post.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Bad Teddy!
We don't poop on the remote!
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Bonus Video:
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
One Thousand (and Four)
Views that is! Last night the Mom person was checking on our blog...when she saw that it had been viewed 1000 (and 4) times! Who would have thought that when we started blogging back in April we would have this many views!! Go us!
A thousand you say? Can't wait until we get a thousand more!
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Baby Teddy
PCOS Tuesday!
September is PCOS awareness month so we (the Moo dog and Teddy) are letting the Mom person take over Toy Box Tuesday with PCOS Tuesday the whole month to spread the word about PCOS!
The Mom person here to talk about PCOS and how it has affected me in my life. For those of you who came across this site because you typed in PCOS, I would just like to say no I'm not crazy...I know that my pugs can't type or speak. Mollie and Teddy's blog is something I do for fun to connect with other pug owners. Now back to talking/typing about PCOS. Now if there are any guys reading this....you may want to stop cause I'm about to talk about PERIODS or the lack of them.
I first started to feel like there was something wrong with me when I was 18 and getting ready to leave for college. I remember telling my mother that I hadn't had a period in about 4 or 5 months. Of course she FREAKED...started crying about how I was pregnant and she was to young to be a grandmother blah blah blah. I stopped her with "Only if I'm carrying the next baby Jesus". Since I was scheduled to get some shots I needed for college, we decided to just ask the doctor then (bare in mind this was not my regular doctor)....I was told not to worry, that was normal in girls my age....give it time and my body would start to sort itself out.
I had a period on July 4th of that year and then not again until January of the next year when I finely broke down and went to see a my regular family doctor after my college roommates told me that not having a period for half a year wasn't normal...that the "doctor" had lied to me and I needed help right away.
I remember being scared and embarrassed....this was the first time since I was potty trained that someone was going to be seeing me down there! I made my mother come with me to hold my hand...I remember I had tears in my eyes the whole time. The doctor explained that no it was not normal and that something was very very wrong with me. She started talking about diabetes, thyroid disorders and then she said the words PCOS. So simple just a little blood work and I was diagnosed.
I was handed a bottle of pills told to take them for 10 days every other month and I would have periods again. That was it, no other information was given.
I had no idea that missed periods was a symptom and not the cause. And I was unprepared for the other issues that I would soon begin to notice happening to my body.
Please join me next Tuesday, September 11 where I will talk about some of the issues I personally have had with PCOS and its symptoms.
The Mom person here to talk about PCOS and how it has affected me in my life. For those of you who came across this site because you typed in PCOS, I would just like to say no I'm not crazy...I know that my pugs can't type or speak. Mollie and Teddy's blog is something I do for fun to connect with other pug owners. Now back to talking/typing about PCOS. Now if there are any guys reading this....you may want to stop cause I'm about to talk about PERIODS or the lack of them.
I first started to feel like there was something wrong with me when I was 18 and getting ready to leave for college. I remember telling my mother that I hadn't had a period in about 4 or 5 months. Of course she FREAKED...started crying about how I was pregnant and she was to young to be a grandmother blah blah blah. I stopped her with "Only if I'm carrying the next baby Jesus". Since I was scheduled to get some shots I needed for college, we decided to just ask the doctor then (bare in mind this was not my regular doctor)....I was told not to worry, that was normal in girls my age....give it time and my body would start to sort itself out.
I had a period on July 4th of that year and then not again until January of the next year when I finely broke down and went to see a my regular family doctor after my college roommates told me that not having a period for half a year wasn't normal...that the "doctor" had lied to me and I needed help right away.
I remember being scared and embarrassed....this was the first time since I was potty trained that someone was going to be seeing me down there! I made my mother come with me to hold my hand...I remember I had tears in my eyes the whole time. The doctor explained that no it was not normal and that something was very very wrong with me. She started talking about diabetes, thyroid disorders and then she said the words PCOS. So simple just a little blood work and I was diagnosed.
I was handed a bottle of pills told to take them for 10 days every other month and I would have periods again. That was it, no other information was given.
I had no idea that missed periods was a symptom and not the cause. And I was unprepared for the other issues that I would soon begin to notice happening to my body.
Please join me next Tuesday, September 11 where I will talk about some of the issues I personally have had with PCOS and its symptoms.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Memo #1
The Misadventures of Mollie Moo and Teddy Boy
Misadventures Home Front, Mo USA
September 02, 2012
To: The Mom Person
From: Mollie Moo
Subject: You are so RUDE
I'm sending out this memo in respond to your very RUDE behavior this morning. I was pooping when you so rudely jerked me up! That's right pooping! How would you like it if I interrupted your morning bathroom time?
Sincerely,
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The Misadventures of Mollie Moo and Teddy Boy
Misadventures Home Front, Mo USA
September 02, 2012
To: Mollie Moo
From: The Mom Person
Subject: Re You are so RUDE
I so "rudely jerked" you up because you were pooping in the neighbor's yard! You have like half an acre of backyard to do your business in. Why do you insist on using the neighbor's yard? And I don't think I've had alone time in the bathroom since you came into our home!
Sincerely,
The Mom Person
Saturday, September 1, 2012
September is PCOS Awareness Month
The month of September is PCOS Awareness month and since this is something near and dear to our hearts we will be letting the Mom person take over Toy Box Tuesdays to share a little about her own struggle with PCOS. Yes, you read that right our the Mom person has PCOS! So please join us Tuesday, September the 4th for our very first PCOS Tuesday. Remember to wear teal and support the almost 7 million US women who struggle with PCOS.
Gotcha!
The Mom person here...and I'm taking over the blog! Don't worry...it's just for the day! Today is a special day here at the Misadventure's home front...it's T.S.'s gotcha day. T.S. has been with us for two wonderful years now.
I was in a bad place two years ago....you see my step father, the man who raised me, had just past away in August. It came out of nowhere and destroyed my world. I took some much needed time off work to clear my head...but sitting at home alone all day just wasn't helping. So it was decided (mainly by me) that we need a little kitten to help heal some the hurt in our lives. I spent days searching rescues online and then I saw him: a beautiful blue eyed Siamese mix. I map quested the address given to my by the "rescue"....picked the boy up early from school and set off in a rain storm to make the hour and half drive.
When we got to the "rescue" (please note the quotes) the boy and I found it was not a rescue AT ALL. We were ushered into a tiny house full of cats, kittens, and dogs. We handed over our ten dollars and got the hell out of there as fast as we could. Poor T.S. was covered in fleas and had a terrible upper respiratory infection (but we didn't find that out until days later when green snot started to leak from his nose).
Thanks to some horrible directions our drive home soon turned in to a four hour back road trip that took us through what I'm now sure were just fields with paths through them. The boy cried, I cried and poor T.S. meowed...but I wouldn't change a thing. T.S. brought joy and laughter to our hearts again and helped heal some of the hurt.
I was in a bad place two years ago....you see my step father, the man who raised me, had just past away in August. It came out of nowhere and destroyed my world. I took some much needed time off work to clear my head...but sitting at home alone all day just wasn't helping. So it was decided (mainly by me) that we need a little kitten to help heal some the hurt in our lives. I spent days searching rescues online and then I saw him: a beautiful blue eyed Siamese mix. I map quested the address given to my by the "rescue"....picked the boy up early from school and set off in a rain storm to make the hour and half drive.
When we got to the "rescue" (please note the quotes) the boy and I found it was not a rescue AT ALL. We were ushered into a tiny house full of cats, kittens, and dogs. We handed over our ten dollars and got the hell out of there as fast as we could. Poor T.S. was covered in fleas and had a terrible upper respiratory infection (but we didn't find that out until days later when green snot started to leak from his nose).
Thanks to some horrible directions our drive home soon turned in to a four hour back road trip that took us through what I'm now sure were just fields with paths through them. The boy cried, I cried and poor T.S. meowed...but I wouldn't change a thing. T.S. brought joy and laughter to our hearts again and helped heal some of the hurt.
Little baby T.S.
T.S. guarding the boy during a nap
T.S.'s first Christmas
T.S. hanging out in his cave
T.S. thinks he's a baby
Beautiful blue eyes
Silly photo
Playing with his new feather toy
Happy Kitty!
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