Just back from the gyn! I asked her couldn't we please test for something, anything that might result in a diagnosis and treatment that insurance would cover. She was willing to do some bloodtests for thyroid dysfunction and pcos again, but not hopeful that anything would turn up. Apparently there is absolutely nothing wrong with me except a stubborn refusal to ovulate. But, blood was drawn, so we'll see what turns up.
One day ago-a mere 24 hours-I was convinced I wanted to move directly to an RE. Yet, when she offered clomid this time I wavered. I thought, "Why not?" Why not try it, it's relatively inexpensive and maybe it will work? It made me think I was crazy for even wanting to skip this step. When yesterday I was so sure! I hate being indecisive. Hate it. I feel like there is one right answer out there and if I don't figure it out immediately and all on my own then I will never ever ever have a baby. Why do I feel like that? Why do I put that kind of pressure on myself???
Waiting on the blood work to come back now. After that, I think I might go ahead and try the clomid. Or call the RE and make an appointment. Or just sit on the fence for another year. I really don't like that last option.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention whilst relating happy news yesterday . . . I have lost 10 pounds! Hurrah!