Undergoing an open-head surgery was the most fearful, saddest, and worst time of my life. I would rather forget the whole thing than look back, but I decided to write my experience with the hope of informing others who suffer from or know someone who is suffering from a medical condition known as pituitary adenoma. Since this story is quite long, I decided to recount the whole experience in several posts.
This part was actually written on March 15, 2003 when I learned I had a mass in my pituitary gland. It was a sad time for my husband and I as we head for stormy waters and our faith was tested.
The last two weeks had been a blur. Everything turned out unexpectedly. What was to be a simple follow-up checkup with my obstetrician/gynecologist (OB/GYN) had me going to a neurosurgeon’s clinic for a second opinion.
I have been suffering from amenorrhea (absence or suppression of normal menstrual flow). I have been under the care of three OB/GYN’s in the past, and my experiences with them left me traumatized. On separate occasions, the medications I took gave me palpitations and a severe case of allergic reaction. When I had double vision of my right eye, I told myself I have had enough. I never went to an OB/GYN again. Until now.
It has been four years since I had my last menstruation, and I had an urgent need to be normal again for fear that osteoporosis might set in anytime. And so I went to my fourth doctor who had me undergo a series of blood tests to find the culprit, to finally pinpoint the cause of my amenorrhea. I was negative for goiter but had low follicle-stimulating hormone (FSH) and luteinizing hormone (LH) levels and staggering prolactin levels (300 times over than the normal value).
Generally, my doctor said, most women with excessive prolactin levels have pituitary tumors. Not that she suspected I had one, but just the same I had to have aCT scan of the head. So I did.
To be continued…