What do you mean I don't ovulate!?

Do you ovulate? Me either. I know, terrific conversation starter. Here's the skinny of it, I wanted a baby, my husband wanted a baby. We tried for a year, no success. When we went to the Doctor they began running tests. Let me tell ya, that was a fun day when I had to hand a cup to my husband. He looked at me blank faced and said "are you comin"? "Heavens no dear, that's what you're supposed to do". And so it begins, the hunt to find the problem. Two days later we get a call saying my husbands salmon definitely swim upstream. Two weeks later I received a call telling me I was a miserable failure as a woman (that's how I felt anyway). My prombt and I feel witty response to being told I didn't ovulate was "I always wondered why I hadn't gotten knocked up before".

What followed was another two months of the most boring, planned, legs up in the air sex life I could have ever imagined. That's right, I started taking clomid. For those of you who don't know, but can probably guess, clomid is a fertility drug that makes you ovulate. Well of course I am apparently allergic to clomid and so in my second round of "therapy" I was informed I would not be able to take it again because the spotty rash on my hands legs would only get worse with each succesive treatment. Beautiful. Lots of tears here if you can imagine.

Please tune in soon for an update on what happened next.