One year ago, I peed on one little stick, and two little lines appeared. I was pregnant. Easy peasy. Except, not. One year ago, my husband and I packed for the shore. I tucked a box of E.P.T.s in with my u.n.d.i.e.s, because I hadn't been feeling quite right. I had been having dizzy spells, and extreme fatigue, and there were two very specific parts ...