It's like some twisted rite of passage or something.

Disclaimer: If you happen to be a man and you're reading this post, turn back now.  If you're a woman who doesn't like to read/talk about feminine issues, turn back now.  This post is all about my first visit to the DUN DUN DUN.........gynecologist.

When I think about today, here's what comes to mind:
"Ow."
"Finally, I can get these horrible periods checked out."
"Ow."
"Most awkward doctor visit of my LIFE."
"Ow."
"Please God, please don't let it be PCOS."
Did I mention "OW."??

The doctor couldn't even use the speculum my mom and sister told me horror stories about because I'm a virgin, but she tried, and oh boy, did it hurt.  She asked me all sorts of questions and based on what I told her and the exam she did with her hands, she said the chances of me having PCOS are high.  Super.  Guess that "how long can Mal go without a medical problem" streak is over.  She put me on some hormone drug called Provera to try and get my periods to be regular.

I also have something called "bacterial vaginosis" which is pretty much exactly what the name says.  That's how awesome I am - I get infections and don't even know it! ;)  So I get to take antibiotics for that.

Anyway, I have to go get an ultrasound done to look at my ovaries and see if the see any signs of PCOS.  I have to wait for them to call me, so I don't know when it is yet.  Then I go back to the doctor on the 20th to go over the ultrasound and the tests they're running on the bacteria.

I'll admit, I'm really nervous about the whole PCOS thing.  I've read a lot of blogs of women who have it, and it sounds horrible.  Out of my mom's three daughters, I've always been the one who wanted kids the most, and that scares me that I might face fertility issues before I'm even ready to have kids.  However, it would definitely explain all of the issues I've had all these years, and that's truly what I want - some answers.  Prayers would be appreciated. 

I'll keep you posted.