Talk about dysfunctional ovaries!!

I am exhausted. Seriously, that doctors appointment really wiped me out. Clif and I arrived at 9:45 and checked in. They had to make copies of the book (not exaggerating) that I had to fill out, my insurance card, AND they had to collect more information from me. My heart was beating out of my chest, I was so nervous/anxious about it all.
Now let me just stop here and say that this particular doctors office could send the infertile woman into a state of depression with their magazine collection. Since I was so worked up about being there, I thought that I would pass the time until my appointment with reading a magazine. WRONG. The only magazines that they had were for women who were already pregnant. Seriously. So that's a little messed up that you have all these hopeful women coming into your office who are coming to see you to try and get pregnant and all you have for them to read are magazine full of stuff they won't need to know until AFTER conception? Really?!
Moving on. I met Dr S' nurse, whose name I don't remember. She was really nice, and put me at ease about meeting Dr S. She wasn't too sympathetic when I told her Lilly was stillborn - but then again, some people just don't know how to take it when I tell them. So that's okay.
Next we met Dr S. I really like him, he seems to be genuinely concerned about us and our situation. We went over the basics. How old we are, how long we've been trying to get pregnant, any treatments that I've been through...he asked about my previous pregnancy. That's where it got a little hairy. He asked if I had ever had any surgeries other than my c-section. I told him no, and that's when he asked why I had a c-section. He didn't know. Maybe they don't put stuff like that in your charts. I mean, what are they going to say?? She carried the baby full term plus 4 days and her child is dead? I don't know. Anyways, so I had to tell him (Clif was right there for me, but I did the talking). I had to explain to him that our daughter had died. That we had missed her by less than three hours. It was hard. I cried...a lot. Hardly even making sense to myself, let alone the doctor.
He was very sympathetic, which was nice. He kept apologizing that he didn't know. He was really sweet. He asked questions about the time leading up to November 13th.
After talking for a while he decided that he wanted to do a pelvic exam and a ultrasound (and not the jelly on the belly kind either).<---sorry, that may be a little TMI. Oh well. I wish that I could have captured Clif's expression on camera when he saw what they were doing the ultrasound with. :) It was priceless.
Finally I got dressed and headed back to Dr S office to talk about our game plan. He said that the pelvic exam was normal, but when he did the ultrasound he found that I have tiny cysts all over both ovaries. I've been diagnosed with PCOS (poly cystic ovary syndrome). Fun stuff.
I've been asked several times if I had it, but the answer has always been no. Until today.
Dr S is the first person who actually explained PCOS to me. He said that each cyst has a small follicle inside (an egg). Since eggs mature and release when ovulation occurs, and I do not ovulate... I am left with these cysts.
So, the game plan. We are waiting until August 1st to see if I start my cycle on my own. If I don't, I will take a pregnancy test and then start provera to start the cycle. I will go back and see Dr S during days 1-4. He will do another ultrasound to see if I have a maturing egg. If I do, he is going to want to give me a shot (ovulation induction??) to force my body to release the egg and ovulate. Next...they want me to go back and they will manually fertilize my eggs. I believe he is also going to put me on another round of Clomid. I am still learning all the lingo, but is this called IUI??
Please begin to pray that this first try will be a "go". It'll use up 3-4 of my 5 paid visits. :) We're trusting God with all of this...
Still looking up!!