The female body is a complicated piece of machinery. And, when a woman gets close to Menopause things really get complicated.
I’ve known for about two years I had a small Ovarian Cyst on my right Ovary. I have Ultrasounds to Check the size and make sure it doesn’t turn into something more serious like a tumor. I haven’t been very worried about it. But I have noticed over the last year that the pain has been worst and first day of my Period has been absolutely brutal. At times I’ve left work midday because I couldn’t sit upright any longer. I pretty much have been suffering through it.
The last two months have been especially bad. Luckily it’s come on Friday nights in recent months so I haven’t had to miss work but I’ve been down for the count the whole weekend. This past week has been especially painful. It’s worse than it was and I just couldn’t take it anymore.
My Gyn’s office has a few doctors and sometimes I don’t always see the Doctor. Instead I get the Nurse Practitioner who is ok. But for this issue I really wanted the Doctor. I saw him today and was quite pleased and relieved. He also notated his file so his staff will know that he only wants me to see him at least until I hit Menopause. Lol✌️😄 He’ll be better able to coordinate my care. There will more continuity with me just seeing him.
As it turns out, he could feel my cyst this time which means it grew. And, he believes Endometriosis is also causing the pain. We scheduled a Pelvic Ultrasound for tomorrow morning before I go to work. Once he sees the results, he’ll know which method of treatment is best for me now.
In the meantime, he gave me a good habit forming😄 narcotic for pain that I can only take at bedtime as needed. Thank God👍 I only need it a few days a month. He also gave me some literature to read on the treatment options. He’s pretty sure he’s going to recommend I take a drug to totally stop my periods until menopause. He wants me read up on the drugs and decide which one I prefer. We will compare our notes after we get the ultrasound results.
The good news is this all goes away when Menopause comes to town. I will only have to take the medicine for a couple of years. I will also be free of pain and I won’t lose two days of my life each month.
I learned a lesson in all of this. Once again I was suffering for months and not seeking help. I was tough it out because that’s what I do. Asking for help always seems to be my last resort. Stubborn just like my Mother. But being stubborn and toughing things out no longer serves me and is holding me back.
I only recently started to speak up and ask for help when I feel I can’t navigate things by myself. It’s not easy for me. If I ask someone for help, I really trust them. That also isn’t easy for me. I’m being called to grow through these experiences. I’m being called to trust, ask for help and believe someone else can help me. Or maybe I’m just trying to find some meaning in this crazy fucked world of mine.
Please don’t get me wrong. I’m overall happy in my life. I’m blessed and lucky for everything I have. Just some issues have been frustrating me and I guess I’m done hiding it from everyone. I had to take some kind of action because I reached my limit for bullshit. It is what it is. And, now I have to trust the people who I asked to help me👍😄 It’s all good🙏
Oh, one last thing, my new car arrived. A Red 2015 Honda Fit Ex with Moonroof & Alloy Wheels. I have an appointment to sign & drive tomorrow night👍🚗
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