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The first sign that something wasn’t right was just before Christmas. My always abnormal period (thank you PCOS) was even more abnormal. My period lasted for over 20 days and with it came some atypical symptoms. I chalked it up to my Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome and thought my body would probably just work it out.
My next period came and went, lasting the typical 15 days (don’t be jealous).
But then it wasn’t normal again. Another long and very heavy period lasting 37 days. Can we just chat honestly for a second about what that is like? Uncomfortable, inconvenient, and frustrating. I was so angry at my body. I had to deal with daily headaches, bloating, going through 2 1/2 giant boxes of tampons, and many, many tears for 3 7 d a y s. I was like a sanitary product hoarder– always keeping them in my pant pockets, desk drawers, purse, and car. I would even stick them inside my lunch box because I could never be too far away from one. Let’s just say this is not ideal for an office environment where you sometimes get caught in 3 hour meetings.
And the tiredness. Not just a sleepy feeling from a long day at work. A heavy and almost debilitating tiredness that knocked me on my hiney. I could start to feel my work suffering and the strain on my relationships. After much urging from my family, I headed to my OBGYN. Blood work and two ultrasounds later I was diagnosed with anemia, uterine polyps and a too thick uterine wall–on top of my PCOS.
The treatment, besides some good ol’ fashion iron, is a D&C (dilation and curettage) to remove the polyps and basically clean everything out.
I’m feeling nervous. I’ve never been in a hospital before as a patient and I don’t like the idea of receiving general anesthesia. But I’m also feeling optimistic. Currently I have three strikes against everything working properly. The ultimate goal here is to have a healthy, functioning body. I know so many have been on their own infertility journeys and the highs and lows are no joke. Bobby and I would love to have a baby, and after 6 years, we are hopeful this will be a step in the right direction.
Anyone else gone through a D&C for polyp removal? Any advice for recovery would be most welcome!