Losing Battle
Hey everybody! It’s Scotti!
Let’s talk about this hysterectomy I am getting ready to have. It seems
to have sparked some debate.
Without a ton of details… here is why and where I am with this...
I have had fibroid tumors in my uterus for about 6 years. Well, at least 6 years
that I know of, and they have caused me problems. I was on birth control for
6 years and it worked great with minimal issues. No cramps, periods like clockwork,
and no sexual interference–until earlier this year when the periods started
getting erratic and hurting like hell. Not to mention, my orgasms began to lose
internal muscle contractions. Any kind of penetration including the exam the
gynecologist gives, hurt too.
I went to my normal gynecologist and he laid it out for me. The fibroids were
no longer responding to the medication. They were growing.
Here were my choices:
A medication that had many side effects and would not shrink them but just stop
them from getting bigger,
A surgery that will make them smaller but they would come back,
A tube inserted in my side permanently so I could take an injection each month,
Or a hysterectomy.
Now, we talked for a while about having children. I have none and have never
planned on having any. I can’t even handle someone kicking me from the
outside much less inside. (A little joke) I don’t hear a clock ticking,
and I have never looked at a baby and thought I wanted one. I love kids when
they hit about age 7, but before that age they just don’t appeal to me.
I always figured I would either adopt or let my partner have them.
So the doctor recommended the hysterectomy. And like a good journalist, I went
and got a second opinion from a specialist. Same story. Same options.
I chose the hysterectomy. It may not be the answer for everyone but it is for
me.
And since then my uterus has expanded as if I was 4 months pregnant and my periods
have steadily become unbearable. It came on Tuesday. Let me describe my Tuesday
for you. I was woken at 8am with a jolt of pain. I knew what it was so I quickly
took the Tylenol with codeine that the doctors gave me. I laid in bed half asleep
in the fetal position waiting for it to kick in. At 9:30am I realized it had
kicked in but was not doing the trick, so I took another. At 10:30 when I started
feeling nausea from the pain I grabbed a heating pad. So there I lay ALL day
popping pills and cuddling the heating pad dosing in and out of sleep when the
pain dulled enough for me to sleep. Of course I couldn’t go to work.
My Wednesday was fun too. The pain passed but I was left with a codeine hangover
and a very sore mid-section. Now the facet turns on. I have to use pads because
tampons hurt at this point. I have to change pads every two hours or face dire
consequences. But that works out okay because with my enlarged uterus; my bladder
can’t go that long either. I don’t work in an office so I have to
stop and use public bathrooms wherever and whenever I can find them. I have
had to refuse assignments because I knew it would be hard to get to a bathroom
quickly.
My period will be finished today. It comes with a furry but leaves quickly.
So there you have it. I am ready. Get this damn uterus out and give me my life
back!
--Scotti Blue
8:07:38 PM 
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