Thanks for starting this thread, it’s fairly timely for me as well. I’m not out of hope yet, but it’s rough to even have to consider infertility.
I think it was back in February that I posted a thread here like “When did you know you were ready to start having kids?”
The responses were helpful and I made up my mind to stop using birth control and see what happened. Several cycles went by with no luck, and a few months ago I joined a BabyCenter message board with a friend who is also trying to conceive and starting taking my temps every day and attempted to figure out when I might ovulate, the whole nine yards.
I’ve always been terrified I might not be able to conceive, as both my mother and sister have endometriosis. My mom was told she would never have kids, but managed to conceive twice naturally! And my sister is still trying but having a hard time. So I was pretty sure I wouldn’t have it easy, just from the family history. I had no history of endometriosis but did have the occasional ovarian cyst issues.
Well my basal body temps were all over the place and the longer I was off the birth control the longer my cycles seemed to get. It went from a regular 32 day cycle up to 35, 38, 40, and then after June I simply stopped.
At first I had that hopeful butterfly feeling–maybe this was it! But two negative home tests later I lost the hopeful feeling. Another week went by, and no period. A third home test was negative, and I felt pretty crushed. Finally, after I went 60 days with no period I called my doctor. A blood pregnancy test was again, big fat negative. My doctor referred me to a gynecologist.
He did another urine test, and I got to hear “negative” for the fifth time. A brief chat and a physical later and I’m diagnosed with PCOS. I’m not ovulating at all, I might never ovulate on my own without meds, and if I do get pregnant I have a high likelihood of first trimester miscarriage.
I think others on the board might have PCOS, from what I can recall. I’ve done my reading on the net and gotten tons of books out from the library, but it’s not been a great experience so far. Currently I’m undergoing one of the worst periods I’ve ever had after a Provera challenge, and it’s really bringing me down. I’m on day 4 of the Provera, and weepy as hell. Progesterone is a total bitch.
Mostly, I’m scared that even with drugs and diet changes I’m never going to carry a child of mine to term. There’s always adoption, but I want so badly to have that experience.
So while my situation isn’t as final as others who have shared, I’ve only just started associating myself with the word “infertile” and it’s hurting a lot right now.