A week on...the shock is easing

The shock has been the main thing I had to get my head around. Its been a week of tears and tantrums, frustrations and arguments but slowly I think I am getting my head round it. Sometimes I can cry on demand about it and other times I can talk about it until I am blue in the face. I just didn't expect the results to say anything really as less than 10% of women have PCOS and the odds seemed against me. I know there are options and its all mainly positive, at least we have the NHS, at least we know what it is. None of it makes it any easier to swallow. In my mind I am faulty, broken, damaged goods. Those words 'you will not conceive without help' will never leave me. This is going to take some getting used to. Tom of course was wonderful and as he put it, I couldn't build a shed, I would need help for that, so in his mind its as simple as that, I just need help to conceive. I fell in love with him a little bit more right there and then.