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Pause for the Cause!

  • Kende
  • Feb 24, 2023
  • 2 min read

As I was preparing to delve into my post-op day 3 experience, I realized that I missed a major detail in my story. Physically, how did I feel after surgery?


EMPTY. I IMMEDIATELY FELT EMPTY.


I felt empty in the best possible way. I had literally become so used to the heaviness in my stomach, the pain in my back, and the pressure on my bladder that I had forgotten what “normal” actually felt like.


I didn’t realize how much pain I was in until the fibroids had been removed. I would say in the months leading up to surgery, I was uncomfortable in some way every single day and just dealt with it. This realization overcame me like a flood. I made discomfort my normal and developed alternative solutions. I bought more supportive shoes, applied adhesive heat pads, and worked through the back pain. I made adjustments in how much I drank so that I wouldn’t have the urge to urinate so often. I made food the primary reason for the bloat I lived with.


To an extent, I just didn’t know. I didn’t connect the dots. However, I quickly came to understand that I subconsciously made excuses because I was afraid to deal with the reality of how fibroids had affected my life.


Ladies, get those fibroids removed. Being hesitant or uncertain about surgery is understandable,

but you do not have to chain yourself to an uncomfortable life because of fibroids. Pain is not normal.


To this day, getting a myomectomy has been one of the best and immediately rewarding decisions I’ve made for my health. I urge you to put your health at the forefront of your life and make informed decisions. Do not allow fear to govern how you treat your temple. I have experienced so much relief on the other side of surgery and I hope whatever intervention you decide gives you that same freedom

 
 
 

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