Take a Test

I'm getting accustomed to waiting and waiting each month for a test or two at a lab. Man or no man, the tests are showing fertility issues. I wasn't ovulating and, although my blood sugar levels make people envious, a blood-glucose test showed insulin resistance. I feel grateful to know now. I can take some steps to deal with it, and perhaps it will never become diabetes. 

The doctor has never offered a diagnosis, but each month she adds a medication. I put it into Google's search engine, and I'm starting to come up with my own diagnosis. It looks like a much healthier diet and weight loss is in order. 

Last week, I did ovulate, thanks to my pharmacy. The drive to see my doctor for insemination was so much different than the first drive to meet the doctor. The first drive was blowing snow and it was kind of scary. This time I was excited; it was a sunny day; the cows were out frolicking in the pasture. It felt better. 

Now it is back to waiting for more tests. Test progesterone levels in a week. Pregnancy test in two weeks. I'm starting to feel biologically relevant.