Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Surgery 2000

After drinking the horrendous "Fleets Phospho-Soda" bowel prep liquid, which I can only assume is similar to stomach bile mixed with lighter fluid, and not eating for over 24 hours, I dressed in my favorite pajamas, blue clouds and rainbows, my mom had braided my hair and we drove the 45 minutes to Georgetown Hospital. The last thing I remember about that day was getting out of the car in the parking lot and walking toward the hospital.

We were told during my pre-op visit with the surgeon a few days prior that the "exploratory laparoscopic pelvic surgery" would be out-patient, and I would wake up with a piece of tape over my belly button and we could go to McDonald's on the way home....Boy we were wrong.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Discovery & Diagnoses

After countless Emergency Room visits for over 2 years for "gas cramps", my abnormality was finally discovered.  It was spring break my freshman year of highscool, and during an extremely painful, yet routine for me, ER visit. This time the pain was so bad I was hyperventilating, vomiting, and was running a fever.

A kind ER Doctor asked my mother and I if she could do a gynecological pelvic exam since I was 14 and had not started menstruating yet. She took a catheter tube and inserted it in the hole she thought was my vagina, and after crying from the pain...urine came out....she was definitely NOT in my vagina. And after looking closer, she discovered that I do not have a vaginal opening at all, not even an indentation. Just skin between my urethra and my rectum. 

Monday, December 27, 2010

I am a wombless wife...

I am a 25 year old wombless wife

After struggling with consistent abdominal pain for over 10 years fighting to keep my womb, I am now a wombless wife.

After dying and being resusitated twice on an operating table I am now a wombless wife.

After being in a coma for over 14 days at the age of 13, and spending countless days in the hospital and various doctor's office, I am now a wombless wife.

After two failed corrective surgeries and a 6 hour hysterectomy, I am now a wombless wife.

I am a wombless wife.

I have a supportive husband, that I have been married to for 3 years, together for 8 years, and I am a wombless wife.

I have a supportive family, including an older sister willing to be my gestational surrogate, I am still a wombless wife.

I am a ready and willing mother...but I am a wombless wife.