"Well you have 15 cysts on your ovaries...but don't worry, I think it might be a good thing."
That was the first sentence my midwife told me as she walked into the room today. She has a way of telling me things and calming me at the exact same time. I believed her when she said "I think it might be a good thing." I really did.
After a 45 minute...yes, 45 minutes, ultrasound today, they found nearly 15 cysts on my ovaries. 5 on the right and 10 on the left. It was something I had never even considered before, but something I had read about on many TTC blogs. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, the most common cause of infertility among women of reproductive age.
She explained to me that I don't "fit the typical profile" of a PCOS patient, but it definitely appeared that I was experiencing this disease. Basically my body produces too much of one hormone that does not allow the follicles on my ovaries to go away like they should on most women. Instead, they turn into cysts which could burst, stay, or cause multiple other difficulties.
I left the office with a script for a medicine that is supposed to take a while to get used to. (Metformin) I have to ease my body into the correct dose, if I don't, the consequences don't sound pretty! I also immediately left the office and went to Barnes and Noble to fill my brain with as much info about PCOS as I could. I sat there for about an hour and a half before I met Joe for lunch. I bought one book and plan to read it over the next few days.
It sounds like this could be a step in the right direction once the medicine regulates these cysts.
My current prayer:
-trust
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