At the age of 27, I’ve been pretty healthy for the most part. Besides having to see a
Cardiologist every few months while in high school for a heart murmur, I’ve never had any
health issues. Health was my favorite subject and I’ve always studied ways of taking care of
myself. My biggest concern was always my weight because people never let me forget how
skinny I was. Like I didn’t see that for myself every day. Can I just say that the same way people don’t like to hear that they are fat and find weight comments offensive, those that are skinny don’t like to hear it either. Enough on that subject though.
I’ve been on the couch, relaxing from a day at work. At the time Mary Mary had their reality show, and it was the episode when Tina (I think it was Tina lol) just gave birth to her baby. Now let me tell you, I do get teary eyed when it comes to all things baby. I’m all emotional when the show goes off and I make my way upstairs. Literally 8 minutes after laying down, I get the worst pain ever in my stomach. I make my way to the bathroom but there is no relief. At this point, I know I need to go to the emergency room, but I have no idea on how I’m going to get there. I managed to get outside to my car but cannot get myself together enough to drive. My neighbor who I’ve never met, just happened to be outside and ask if I needed help, I immediately stated yes. She took very good care of me that night and to this day, I still show love to her.
This trip to the emergency room turned into a two night stay and tons of testing/lab
work. During this stay, I found out that I had multiple cysts on both ovaries and now being
medicated to shrink them down. After months of no change, surgery was suggested. You know at this point, I’m terrified. I have never had any type of surgery before but because this pain is so severe, I’m willing to do whatever it takes.
Fast forward to 3 months later and now I’m being prepped to have these multiple cysts removed. It will be done laparoscopically, and I will be home recovering in a few hours. At least so I thought…. I woke up in a recovery room and nurses telling me that I cannot home. Complications took place during surgery and the doctor will give me further details. None of that sounds good to someone who is 27 who was supposed to be in and out the same day.
What was supposed to be a simple procedure of removing cyst from my ovaries turned into excessive bleeding and the loss of my left ovary and fallopian tube. Along with that was the diagnosis of stage 4 endometriosis. What is that? Ive never head of such thing.
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