Hearing a doctor confirm your infertility fears is an earth-shattering moment.
I had been charting my own menstrual cycles (or lack thereof) before my first unofficial PCOS diagnosis, so I knew something wasn’t working right.
Having a doctor drop my PCOS diagnosis in my lap was reassuring on one hand — I was able to start my battle with a direction in which to head — but on the other hand, I was so very lost. PCOS isn’t something with an antibiotic that will cure you. There are countless avenues, some reliant on each other and others that are polar opposites.
What do I do?
Finish reading Pay It Forward over at Alphabet Soup, Fertility Flavor, my new blog for FertilityAuthority.com.
