Tomorrow I say farewell to my Dear Aunt Flow, hopefully. She has visited me for over 18 years now and for me she has worn out her welcome. I’m a weee bit nervous because I’m thinking too much about the logistics of it all, so I’m trying to remind myself of my reasoning here to hopefully get it off my mind… I’m pretty sure this is TMI, but oh well…
This decision was an easy one for me because:
- God has blessed me with two beautiful healthy children and I have absolutely no desire to ever have any more.
- My hubby is also fixed, so there is no chance of children there either.
- I am exceptionally uncomfortable every time Aunt Flow comes to visit and hate the impact she has on many aspects of my life.
Because of all three of the above, I finally, after dealing with this for a year or so, decided to talk to my doctor about options to either stop or significantly reduce Aunt Flow’s visits. There were really two options:
NovaSure and Mirena IUD.
For me, the Mirena wasn’t an option because there were hormones involved. I was leery of introducing additional hormones to my body (from my previous experiences I found additional hormones gave me migraines). With the options in front of me, and my doctor’s wonderful patience in addressing all of my concerns, I pretty much made up my mind before I left the facility to go with NovaSure.
I talked it over with Ben that night and he was very supportive (although he was hoping that they would also fix the mood swings – but like I said, there are no hormones with NovaSure – so he’ll just have to deal ).
My next step was to do an ultrasound to see if physically I was a good candidate. I’m not a 100% what they were looking for, but they did two sets of pictures, external ultrasound and an internal ultrasound. When I was watching the screen it reminded me of nearly 4 years ago when they did ultrasounds of the baby to make sure the measurements were right and everything was progressing like it was suppose too. The only weird part of this was I kept waiting to see a heartbeat of something I knew wasn’t there – but it would’ve been the only thing I would’ve recognized :).
That was it. I was a good candidate.
The doctor and nurse explained the usual pre-surgery things: no eating for 8 hours prior to the surgery, there is some pre-op registration to schedule (surprisingly I didn’t have to get blood workup because I’m not on any medication) and, get a prescription filled. The prescription is a pain killer because I’ll experience “some cramping” afterward. I also needed to ensure I have someone to take me to the hospital and drive me home and then I have to take an easy the following day of surgery.
Ben’s in Russia while I’m getting this surgery done: I could’ve waited, but honestly I just want to just be done with it! Thankfully I have my parents nearby to help with the kids while I’m out of commission. The doctor said, by Friday I “should” be able to get out and about and singing the doctor’s praises within a couple of months.
We’ll see how tomorrow goes, wish me luck! I pray I’m not about to break something or make it worse….