So its been a while since I have written anything. I had our boy, our second baby, on 08/05/2012 and have had company pretty well every day since. My mom left on Sunday and i am adjusting to being alone all day with the two kiddos. It's not bad, I'm doing much better than I thought I would be and I'm enjoying having two kids so much more than I was enjoying being pregnant with a toddler... My body just doesn't want any more kids and I'm not going to make it.
Speaking of my body with kids, good times... My uterus is falling out! From reading online it looks like ever are four stages of your uterus falling out and last night I was a stage three. I could literally see my uterus bulging out of my vagina!!! You can imagine that scared the crap out of me and I had to consciously talk myself off a ledge cause I was about to lose it! I have been kind of ichy and scratchy and a bit burney down there for a few days and just thought it was part of my healing process. A week or so ago I decided I needed to see what my vagina was looking like, I wanted to know if I could see the stitches and I couldn't but what I did see was a vagina that was a good inch and a half bigger than it should be! It grossed me out and I wish I hadn't looked, but it was nothing like what I saw last night! I had been uncomfortable down there long enough to figure something was up and since I already knew I was stretched out more than any woman should be (this is, I'm sure, where the term a hot dog down a hall way came from, and yes one of the first thoughts that popped into my head was how in the world I was going to have sex with this going on!) I was a little concerned something got in there and was infected and I needed to know if it was. Ugh, it is still burned into my brain this morning. Where there should be a little hole with some flaps of skin covering it, there was a bulge of pink tissue. Now, I should tell you I tend to exaggerate bad things in my mind and sometimes when I tell stories, and I know this, so when I saw this I (like I said before) had to tell myself it was no big deal or even that I was imagining it. The funny thing is as soon as i saw it I knew it was my uterus falling out even though i had never seen a uterus falling out before. I googled pictures of a uterus falling out and it had confirmed what I already was sure was happening to me!
Okay, so now I know what's going on with my body... How do I sleep when I think by morning I will be wearing my entire uterus on the outside? I call my wonderful brother in law who just happens to be an obgyn. He told me that this is actually quite common and will probably fix itself. I don't need to worry and I don't even need to contact my dr until I see them for my six week follow up. Phew, I'm not going to have to have immediate surgery! I'm probably not going to have to have anything happen, I'm just going to Keegle the crap out of my vagina and maybe one of these years it might be back to somewhat normal. ;)
Sunday, August 26, 2012
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