Snoopygirl, I'm so sorry.

I know there is at least one person on this thread that is dealing with the same thing. There are ways around it, so there is always hope. But, the initial shock is hard to move past.
I have PCOS, as well. But, I'm more "atypical". I don't get cysts. I don't have any outward physical symptoms such as weight gain. My only symptom was the long cycles....I always ovulated, but it was late. My LH:FSH ratio is all off. That's how I was diagnosed. Then, when I moved on to Clomid, I overstimmed. That is my biggest symptom of PCOS. I hyper-respond to all drugs - Clomid, injects, whatever. I don't have any insulin problems, but I took Metformin anyway because I read that it can help with the overstimulation. It worked wonders for me. So, it can help in other ways, not just for insulin. It's really a spectrum of symptoms and people fall in different spots on the spectrum.
Lisa, I always had selective anger, too. It didn't bother me when certain people got pregnant (I can't expect everyone to be infertile, right??), but when an idiot turned up pregnant, that bothered me. Then you're forced to go to a farce of a baby shower and sit there attempting to celebrate something you think is ridiculous. Even if I had 10 kids, I'd still feel this way.
I just want to take a moment to ask you all to bow down to me....The Queen of Chickens. Yesterday, my doctor offered to induce me tomorrow. My BP was better, so there was no medical reason. It was just for my comfort. The hyperemesis is getting worse and I'm pretty miserable for most of the day. But, I'm able to eat OK and I haven't lost any weight. She made the offer. What do I do? Turn it down. I got scared. Seriously....you would think this woman asked me, "So, do you want to go to the electric chair Friday or Tuesday?" I picked Tuesday. I just sat there thinking, "This crazy woman wants me to have a BABY on Friday?!" I know, medically, I made the right choice. I'm giving her a chance to come on her own. But, I am so surprised at my reaction. It was a real terror. So, All Hail, Me....The Big Chicken.
