As part of Refinery 29’s “Mothership” series, I contributed a personal essay about my experience with PCOS.
“Six months after the March, with an ultrasound wand inside me, and my fiancé by my side for moral support, I wait for my reproductive endocrinologist to offer a new prognosis. I’m hopeful that the surreal experience of peering into a dark and quiet uterus will shed new light on where my period has gone, and when it could be expected to return. I had always envisioned my first ultrasound with my partner to be a more joyous experience, but life isn’t a TV drama. Sometimes it’s more of a dark comedy.”