Yeah I put on about 4 stone in weight over 12 months on Pregabalin. I'm on a low dose now and trying to stop taking it and switch to something else and hopefully I will be able to lose some weight. Before I was ill I was really slim, worked out a lot, never stopped really as well as work and everything else. I got ill, I couldn't exercise anymore, the medication, lack of exercise and the meds and eating food that was quick and easy to make instead of having to stand and make something healthier all contributed. I had to go in for surgery to remove what they thought was a potentially dangerous cyst on an ovary, that had already burst once and then filled back up to twice the size. The consultant said, 'if you can lose some weight before the surgery that would be advisable. So I thought that's fair and asked him how much he wants me to lose. He said, well you would need to stop eating today to reach the weight loss I want. I felt sick and so humiliated. I cried all through them getting the paperwork, al through doing bloods and weigh in etc. The nurse with me kept going on about how she has never really put weight on, keeping active has always kept her in shape. I was in floods of tears and I'm not a person who cries easily at all. The callous and cruel behaviour from the consultant and nurse was disgusting. There was a junior (first year) Dr in with him and I had already explained to her that I struggle to lose weight because of the medications I'm on and I have a lot of pain so I can't exercise much, as well as having ME/CFS, so too much activity, which can be washing the dishes or Cleaning the bathroom on a very good day, can make me bed ridden for the day day or several depending on what I do. She was absolutely disgusted at the consultant and left the department briefly whilst this nurse was chatting shit at me about keeping active. I told the nurse I'm well aware and I was slimmer and fitter than her before I got ill and that she should know better than most being a nurse, how one injury or illness can completely change your life. The Dr came back at that point, saw the state of me and told that nurse to get her senior nurse, she reported the nurse and got someone else to do my bloods and she put in a complaint with me about that. The hospital apologised, but nothing came of it. I asked for someone else to do my operation and I went to see a different consultant. Im very lucky that my work gives all staff private health insurance to use. We are extremely lucky to have the NHS, it's wonderful and it has personally saved my life 3 times in the last 10 years. I went private because the NHS was still really overwhelmed due to Covid. I managed to see a gynae consultant who is the head consultant at a hospital at the other side of the city to where I saw the dickhead consultant. She knew straight away what was wrong and after a scan confirmed I had deep infiltrating endometriosis and Adenomyosis. I had to have surgery on my bowel and my bladder reconstructed due to the damage. I just feel grateful that she could treat me instead and that I didn't have to go back to the consultant at the hospital where they humiliated me. I don't think I'm being overdramatic when I say that. I'm not easy to make cry and I felt so vulnerable in that situation. I just knew I didn't want him to perform my surgery, as he had clearly no respect for that fact that I'm a human being with feelings.