So, I just found this site today, and i was diagnosed on October 31, 2008. I sort of gave up looking up info on PCOS for a month or so, because I just felt so hopless.

I didn’t start my period until I was 13, and ever since I’ve only had between 2 and 4 periods per year. I’ve been off and on bc since I was 15 and some kept me regular and some didn’t. Finally, when I was 18 I would make doc. appts and see if they could figure out what was wrong with me, because i didn’t want it to affect me when I was ready for a family.

3 of the docs made me feel like i was crazy, and told me to just keep taking the pills. The next April, I forgot my pills when I went out of town, and before I started the next pack I was just waiting around for my period. Eight months later (still no period), I worked myself up enough to go to the doc, and she told me to just start the new pack and everything will be fine.

I started them and they worked for a few month, then instead of a period once a month, i was having spotting for a week on , one week off , and then back on again. I went back to the doctor and told them that something was wrong, and they told me that nothing was wrong, and just started me on the neuva ring. It worked for a few years, then I moved and couldn’t afford it, so i dc’d. I then went to a new doc for bc rx and i tried to take it for a few months and never had a period.

In the mist of all this, i started planning my wedding. I made another appointment 3 months later and the doc. gave me a preg test (which was neg) and told me that since i was not married that she should not be having this conversation with me about my period irregularities. I went home in tears and never wanted to go back to a doc again.

Within the next year i had 3 period, and finally got married but feared that i wouldn’t be able to have kids. Finally my husband got me to make an appt with a diff. doc and i was dreading it. The day finally came and the doc told me that I had PCOS after two diff. appts and plenty of testing.

At times i feel like i’m handling it ok, but the next day, i can’t stop crying about it. The few people i’ve told tell me they know how i feel, and they’ve had thier children. No, you don’t know how i feel, and i can’t just get over it.

People think that i’ve moved on, but really, everytime i take my meds it reminds me how defective i am.

My most recent breakdown was when my cousin had a baby (unplanned) with his girlfriend. I was so jealous of them, and didn’t even want to go near them. I’m slowly moving on and reallizing that i just need to take everything one day at a time. And hopefully i can learn to talk about it instead of holding it in. I am so thankful that i have this site to talk to people that really know how i’m feeling.

Thanks for your time, I’ll try and shorten it up next time

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