#This week kinda suckeddddd

[ziggy-stardust-is-in-love]

Lowkey a hug from u would go so hard rn

dude same here

[eli-wallach]

i’m honestly kinda in awe with how badly my first ever trip to the gynecologist went…

in july, i went to a gynecologist for the first time after my mom scheduled an appointment for me to have a pap smear. like before going in, i was pretty nonchalant about the whole thing because besides getting my period, i wasn’t making much use of my uterus to cause concern. however, after the pap smear, my gynecologist felt my uterus and said it was unusually hard and that it might be fibroids. he advised me to return after 2 weeks for an ultrasound to see if it really was fibroids or something else.

2 weeks have passed, i returned and took the ultrasound. i knew it was a bad sign because the person who was doing my ultrasound took a deep sigh and i became really nervous… then, i saw my gynecologist again and he confirmed that it was indeed fibroids or in my case, a grapefruit-sized fibroid (it was about 10 cm tall). he explained what fibroids are (benign tumors in the uterus) and the different types (mine was on top of the uterus, which explains why i wasn’t suffering from any symptoms). afterwards, he explained that i have to get mine removed because i was too young for fibroids and that the fibroid was gonna continue growing due to my hormones. he recommended a robotic myomectomy (which was the surgery i ended up getting) and three surgeons (all very experienced but have different wait times and methods). i chose the one with the best waiting time because i wanted the fibroid removed asap.

so more time has passed and i went to the surgeon’s office where it was so incredibly busy that i didn’t see until a hour in. when i did saw my surgeon, he did a pelvic examination and confirmed the same thing my gynecologist said and seconded his opinion. so i set up my surgery and the follow up appointment and waited…

while i waited, i became depressed because my gyn said that i would have to resort to a c-section if i ever wanted kids because the muscles in my uterus would be weakened afterwards (in which i mean no disrespect toward people had c-sections or were born via c-section, it’s just that i felt kinda off that’s it) also the surgeon’s office gave me preop instructions to read which i did. i also had to do bloodwork in the hospital i was gonna have the surgery in 3 days before and they gave a whole bunch of instructions, which were super specific (one of them was i had to drink gatorade but not the red one the night before the surgery and one hour before i arrived at the hospital).

so after i done the bloodwork, the hospital later called me to give the arrival time. they told me to arrive at 5:30 AM (like in the morning!). i was surprised because it was so early but i felt like i couldn’t rearrange my time so 5:30 am it was.

and then the day of the surgery arrived… i couldn’t sleep at all but i was ready, i took a shower with the special soap they wanted me to use (hibiclens), and my mom and i left to go to the hospital at around 4:40 am. until, the hospital called me and told me there was a slight delay because the robot that was going to do the surgery was having problems. so they changed it to 8 am which was slightly better because my mom could drop off my baby bro off the bus. but it was also bad because it was rush hour and traffic suckeddddd

i ended up being 15 minutes late, but i finally arrived to the hospital’s surgery unit. i went through all the pre-procedure procedures and waited til around 1:30 pm to finally have the surgery. i was so nervous that my high blood pressure and heart rate were pretty high.

then the procedure was beginning, my nurse and her helpers gave me a couple of pain medications early on so that it would be working during the procedure. and then, i was whisked off onto the operating table where i was given general anesthesia and off to sleep i went…

afterwards, i woke up in the recovery room, i was told that the procedure was a success which was good. i was very out of it (which you tell by the selfie i posted lol), in a lot pain, and felt like i was on my period (which was normal). after gaining my consciousness bit by bit, i had a couple of nurses taking care of me and handed me graham crackers to eat and some apple juice to drink (in which i was excited because i love snacks and juice). the only bad thing was that after drinking all that juice, i had to pee and i was in pain so i had to have two nurses walk me to the restroom. i was so tired and i felt so nauseous in the bathroom, i felt like throwing up (i didn’t though) and i could barely keep my head up. and then, i was placed on a recliner, getting ready to home. one of the nurses helped me get ready and gave me 4 different kinds of pain medications, an instruction packet, and free grippy socks :D

afterwards, i sat on a wheelchair and one of the doctors helped escort me out of the building and waited with me outside while my mom, who was sitting in the lounge, got the car. i got in the car with all my stuff and that was the end of that!

i know this post is super long but i just wanted to share my whole experience with fibroids and the myomectomy with you guys and provide a lot of context regarding that hospital selfie i posted. all the medical professionals i met during the whole thing were very kind and very professional and helped me a lot even i was a bit lost and a nervous wreck. i’m outta commission for about 6 weeks and i’m in some pain but, i’m getting better bit by bit and that’s all that matters!

thanks again to everyone who supported me along the way! 💖💖💖

and psa: see a gynecologist if you can because even if you don’t have cervical cancer, there could be other issues regarding your uterus that you may had never heard about, as i have learned.