For this Christmas, I received the beginning of my menstrual cycle, complete with an extra large dose of cramps that actually made me vomit.
I now vividly remember why I went on birth control pills as a teenager, and it had nothing to do with my non-existent sex life. At the age of 15, two years after I began menstruating, I was still having only 4-5 periods per year and it would completely incapacitate me when it did occur. I'm still a little annoyed that no one considered testing me for PCOS at this point.
Merry Christmas to me. If there was ever a shred of hope that the tests were inaccurate, it is now clear as day. I am choosing to look at it as a new beginning, a new chance. Here we go again!