My hubby is pretty close to his parents, so we decided that we needed to call them and tell them what was going on with us. They live pretty far away and we hadn't really told them anything up to this point.
Hubby asked his parents to put us on speaker phone so we could talk to both of them at once. He started off by telling them that we'd been trying for several years to have a child. He said that we'd gone to the doctor to try to find out if there was a problem and had gotten some results that were very saddening to both of us because there were such problems on both ends. I was crying, as I had been on and off for days, and he had to do most of the talking.
He let them know that both of his samples had come back with zero sperm and he was going to see a specialist about it. He explained that I was diagnosed with PCOS and what that entailed and that I was also going to a fertility specialist. His Mom and Dad were so saddened to hear our news and shared that it had taken them 7 years before having their first child because of complications of their own. They were unusually quiet and I could tell that we dropped the bombshell on them just as the doctors had done to us. They were sorry that we had to suffer similar complications and offered words of love, sympathy, and understanding. I could tell that they were reliving a painful past of their own when we shared our story with them.