Things are looking up.
:)
(Whew!)
The good news is (for the present) I do not have "Pre-Diabetes".
My Glucose Tolerance Test came back within normal range
(that's good, because it was soooo not fun!).
I've started taking the Metformin Dr. prescribed, and it will hopefully help get rid of the cysts.
Hopefully.
I do have to be diligent in continuing to be tested for Diabetes and Pre-Diabetes
(over 50% of women with my condition- Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome- develop one of the two before they're 40)
but, for now, I'm clear.
One of the many down-sides to infertility?
Crazy hormone swings that make it (unfortunately) very easy to become depressed.
Really depressed.
My husband loves me, though.
:)
Proof of that is that he's still here, even after weathering the storm of a very depressed, emotionally unstable wife.
He's still by my side- holding my hand, offering to cuddle, offering to just simply hold me.
Coming out on the other side of that last, fairly dark, depressive period I am thankful that God paired me with such a man. I love him, beyond measure.
Proof is also in the little things he does.
Those small, unexpected gestures- just to see me smile.
:)
(Whew!)
The good news is (for the present) I do not have "Pre-Diabetes".
My Glucose Tolerance Test came back within normal range
(that's good, because it was soooo not fun!).
I've started taking the Metformin Dr. prescribed, and it will hopefully help get rid of the cysts.
Hopefully.
I do have to be diligent in continuing to be tested for Diabetes and Pre-Diabetes
(over 50% of women with my condition- Poly-Cystic Ovarian Syndrome- develop one of the two before they're 40)
but, for now, I'm clear.
One of the many down-sides to infertility?
Crazy hormone swings that make it (unfortunately) very easy to become depressed.
Really depressed.
My husband loves me, though.
:)
Proof of that is that he's still here, even after weathering the storm of a very depressed, emotionally unstable wife.
He's still by my side- holding my hand, offering to cuddle, offering to just simply hold me.
Coming out on the other side of that last, fairly dark, depressive period I am thankful that God paired me with such a man. I love him, beyond measure.
Proof is also in the little things he does.
Those small, unexpected gestures- just to see me smile.
He brought me roses.In a very happy color.
:)
And he gave me a 'baby'.
No, a puppy in no way compares to the joy of bringing home an actual baby- a child to love and raise- but it helps ease the ache.
It helps a lot. :)
And, what made me cry the most?
The thought that went into that particular surprise.
Never mind that he did not particularly want a second dog.
It was that he searched the Humane Society in secret,
that he quietly found the ad in the paper,
that he surprised me by coming home and telling me we were getting a new puppy.
And that he said he'd decided to do it simply to see me happy again.
REALLY happy.
He loves me.
