I’m a 41-year old teacher, trying to get pregnant in spite of my PCOS, AKA polycystic ovarian syndrome. My husband is 44 years old. We have been married since July of 2000, and have been off of any sort of birth control the entire time we’ve been married.
Because of insurance garbage and other health-related events, we are just now getting help from a reproductive endocrinologist to try to conceive our first child. I’m racing the clock, people, and I damned well know it.