Thank You Hominysnark

A while back I posted about a writer who's blog I follow. Homisnark (aka Lisa) lives in the states and needed to have a hysterectomy, the details are here

Thanks to my little "flooding" incident this week I have started to think about the possibility that I might wind up in surgery again. At this stage in the game I don't see a point in doing anything other than a hysterectomy. As much as a hysterectomy is the logical course of action that will end this ongoing horror show, it's still a daunting thought.

Its a pretty major surgery. Most of the people I know who have had it done had there surgeries years ago, and lots of things have changed. I could go to a forum like "hyster sisters" but I have found that they tend to be pretty alarmist and more horror stories get told than "happy Hysterectomy" stories.

This is where Hominysnark comes in, as she has recently had a Hysterectomy, I decided to pick her brain about her experience. She has happily shared her experience with me, and reading about is is quite a reassurance that should I have to go though with this surgery it will be manageable.

I think it's been very fortunate that every one I have spoken to about all of this has been supportive and understanding, and more importantly sane.

Hominysnark was not so fortunate. In the worst moments of her fibroid nightmare she would bleed so much that she had heart palpitations. Yet despite the fact that her uterus was clearly trying to kill her she had people trying to tell her not to have the surgery.

I had a few well-meaning strangers who tried to talk me out of it (one actually suggested that I was "mutilating" myself unnecessarily)

Dear fucking God.

Thank you, God Goddess Allah Buddha, party of twelve, whatever is looking out for me for not sending anyone so astoundingly stupid to me.

And thank you Hominysnark for sharing your story with me.

And now we wait for February First.

TMI: What? Again?

I think I am on my way to surgery... again.

I have been having weird cramps. Weird enough that it's taken me close to a year to realize that they are tied to my period. I wont get into the details of that. Its gross, and involves other bodily functions and fluids, so we just wont go there but suffice to say that the pain has been intense enough that it prompted me to call my Gyno and make an appointment for February 1st.

Today, as if my body did not want me to go to the gyno without due cause, I started Hemorrhaging again.

Again.

Craptastic.

I have three words fro my Gyno.

TAKE. IT. OUT.