I'm not insulin-resistant. Thank Heaven. My insulin and glucose levels (cholesterol, too) are perfectly normal, and I don't have polycystic ovarian syndrome.

The Dr. said that my two miscarriages in a row look to be "bad luck" or in more technical terms, "errors in chromosome separation during egg formation." In my brain that translates to "It Wasn't My Fault" which everyone was telling me but I had a hard time beleiving.

It feels like a huge weight has been lifted in the way of personal health. I was dreading PCOS with attendant fertility and pregnancy complications, not to mention the spectre of diabetes in the future. I feel like I've been given a reprieve.

According to the Dr., they now beleive that insulin resistance is an inherited condition, you don't develop it unless you have the gene. And if you have the gene, you'll start testing badly on insulin tests at around age 25, severe cases show up in teenagers. So if by 34 I'm showing no signs it looks like I've dodged that genetic bullet. Diabetes runs rampant on my mother's side of the family, no-one that I've ever heard of on my father's side has ever become diabetic, so I think my daddy's genes won out on that one. Here's hoping it's not lurking in DD's genome waiting to ambush her in her 50's--insulin resistance runs in DH's family, too.

This doesn't alieviate the sorrow of my lost pregnancies, but it does make it easier to accept the loss. And to hope.

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