Dealing with PCOS

Once I was diagnosed, the fun started. SO many doctor's appointments, so many disappointments, so many new things to learn, and so much to be sad about. HOW could I overcome such a hopeless disease? I was WAY overweight, and really just wanted a baby. As I went through the medical process, I quickly realized how critical it is that you be your own medical advocate. If I didn't figure it out for myself, no one else did either. I went through various tests that showed without fertility drugs I would never get pregnant. With our insurance, this was going to be close to impossible. But, every cycle, God provided. There was a nurse at my doctor's office who asked old patients for their drugs, and I was given them anonymously every single cycle. I started the treatments and the time committment was that of a part time job. 4 or 5 appointments some weeks, phone calls, scheduled "time" with my husband. I had no dignity by the end of the first cycle. And I had no baby. My second cycle, I got pregnant, but I miscarried. I was devastated. After a year of trying, and finally getting into the "big drug"cycles, I still wasn't pregnant. And every single month that I was on any type of fertility drugs, I gained 10 pounds. My doctor, FOOLISHLY, told me to concentrate on getting pregnant, OR on losing weight. He said I couldn't do both. Now, as someone who counsels people both on losing weight AND on infertility, I tell them...DO BOTH. Don't let your weight creep up because you thought it was one or the other. My pregnancies were BAD because of my weight. I had tunnel vision...I wanted babies. I didn't care if that meant I gained weight in the process. I look back now, and I have my babies. And I wouldn't trade them for the world, but I am dealing with severe consequences now because of bad medical advice.