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Watch what you wish for;or the world’s biggest anxiety attack May 27, 2008

Well, I’ve kept quiet on this blog for a while.  I’ve been absorbing my health news.  The cm vs mm michigas was solved.  I have both.  There is a 6 cm fibroid on the outside of my uterus and 5 mm on the inside.  The gyno told me that he would remove the one on the inside since that was the one that was causing the wacky menstration.  The huge thing growing on the outside we’d just “watch” as the only way to get rid of it would be a hystorectomy.  Ummm…ok.

Now, I put on a lot of weight in the last year and a half.  Both my p-doc and GP decided that after 8 years the seroquel was causing it.  I never really bought it, but sure enough when I ramped down I lost 10 lbs pretty quickly.  But, when I gain weight I usually gain it first in my belly.  When I lose it, I lose it there first.  Not this time.  And, its not fleshy, its hard, as if I were pregnant (I’ve been waiting for someone to ask when I’m due.  I’ve seen that happen to friends, so cringeworthy).  I’m sure that’s the fibroid. 

But, that’s not the reason for my decision, its just a piece of the puzzle.

Anyway – as I’m talking to the gyno I ask “if you remove the fibroid in the uterus, what are the odds I’ll be back in your office within say, a year?”   He answered “Very good odds.”  So, I explained to him that it was found that I had some genetic anomaly that made it impossible for me to have children, and therefore had no need for my uterus.  He said “so I’m hearing that you would rather have a hysterectomy sooner than later?”  I said yes if you think I’ll have to have one later.  He told me he didn’t want to use the word “have” to.

Here is the self-fulfilling prophesy – Ever since I got the no children sentence handed down, I’ve joked that I didn’t think it was fair to have to still have periods and I might as well have a hysterectomy.  Well, guess what.

I’ve been very clinical about it.  I’ve researched the hell out of the topic.  Doctor sites, discussion boards, books from the library, and very clinical articles.  I know what I’m getting into, I’m not doing this lightly.  I was having surgery anyway.  And, would eventually have this one.  I could discuss it calmly, was  little scared, but the academic in me was in control.

Then came Saturday.

I woke up with an elephant on my chest.  I know what an anxiety attack feels like.  I know agoraphobia like I know my best friends (actually better).  It came time to walk to my parents for ironically my klonopin and Xanax, and I couldn’t do it.  I couldn’t just leave my house, I couldn’t leave my bedroom.  What I was scared of in my living room I can’t explain, but it scared the hell out of me.  Luckily my mother was kind enough to bring my pills to me.  They barely dented the anxiety.  I spent the entire day in bed kind of playing on the computer reminding myself to breathe.  I was too far along for any type of relaxation exercise.  It was terrifying, I haven’t felt that way since I moved here almost 2 years ago.  Everything just hit at once I guess.

I’m better now, still have low lying anxiety.  Can walk to my parents, trying the grocery store this morning (maybe).  Does anyone know if they make either a xanx drip I can pull around with me or a klonopin patch?

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3 Responses to “Watch what you wish for;or the world’s biggest anxiety attack”

  1. HERS Says:

    Visit http://hersfoundation.org/ to watch the HERS Foundation’s “Female Anatomy” video to hear what women say after hysterectomy.

    It’s your right to know,

    HERS

  2. the steve Says:

    mishigas? heh… haven’t heard that word in a while. I see you had one comment. While I am a man and I have no idea what you are going through ( i can only sympathize not empathize verstehe?) I have 2 very close friends who have endometriosis and have faced the unenviable decision you are facing. I am sure you have heard this before but its your decision. Don’t let any outside forces try to influence what you decide is medically best for you. And once you make your decision, either way I am not an advocate either way, own it. Don’t be afraid to own it. These other people don’t have to live your life, you do.

    But then again I am a man and what the hell do I know? I am the oppressor right? heh… right…. I just live with 4 women and have no control over anything. you’ve read my blog. Have faith. you’ll get through this.

  3. astramillie Says:

    This was my choice, and I’m owning it. I know the risks, but I also know the recidivism of fibroids and that the huge one growing out side my uterus can only be removed by a hysterectomy. I’m a good 10 – 15 years from menopause, that could mean who knows how many visits to the gyno to remove fibroids and polyps and in the end an eventual hysterectomy anyway. So, I’m being proactive. My choice, my decision. I’ll live with the consequences. The big bad male dr. did not push me into this.


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