I just can’t take it

So i’ve been with my husband for a few years and we still haven’t been able to conceive so last year i went to a gynecologist to see what was wrong with me. She basically asked me questions before like why i was there etc. And i told her i thought i might be have a problem with my reproductive system or something (my mom had a problem with one of her ovaries or something idr but she had to get something removed and they had told her she prolly would never have kids which was not true she ended up having a few but i thought i might have that same problem) and also express my concern of maybe having pcos. I kind of kept explaining my symptoms and she just said that by the sounds of it i have pcos. Then proceeded to the check up n said that everything was fine and how it’s supposed to be and left it at that. She just gave me 2 options to “fix” it again either start the “process” of conceiving or take birth control. She did not do any tests whatsoever. I did not pick the take drugs or whatever at the time to help me conceive cause for some reason it makes me feel that i’m less of a woman cause i can’t conceive on my own. Anyways so to just makes sure it was me that had an issue i asked my asked my husband if he could get checked out too since he smokes a lot and has a really unhealthy lifestyle, i said that it could affect his fertility. But he never did it no matter how many times i mention it he says yea but never actually does it which just idk is so hurtful to me because idk what’s wrong if it’s me if it’s him. If we ever going to need assistance with conceive which also would be expensive and i would like to just be ready and know what i’ll have to do for it but he just doesn’t seem to care. We had a conversation about it again today and i’ve talked about how not knowing what’s wrong with me and nobody actually telling me what is just stressing me out and so own and he literally didn’t even try to make me feel better or anything now i’m here just crying trying to look up what i need to do to figure out what’s wrong with me while he’s just there sleeping. I just feel like i can’t really take it anymore this is so depressing