Oh hey Ladies.
Well would ya look at that it turns out I have “mild” PCOS. As opposed to the spicy variety. Just found out today at the gyno but I’m just WHATEVER BISHES because I’m already sort of at the end of the ol’sanity rope.
I can drink all the dehydrated deer antlers and liquified squirel dicks from the herbalist that I want, and scarf down my Vitex tincture that tastes like demon pee and it won’t make a difference because this looks like a job for western medicine. Bring on the clomid, femara, metformin, whatever they tell me to take.
Once I get my period this cycle (oh and I will, friends) I’m retiring my shamanistic remedies and cramming my body full of synthetic hormones. Maybe grow and extra tit or a reverse mustache. Catch you on the flip side, Mother Nature.
[insert primal scream here]