Here’s my favorite memorable message called: “It’s a cult!” It started out as one post from one member and then many more members had to reply and pile on their funny stories of “HysterSisters” as a cult!
Some background: I’m a 39-year-old single woman who has never had children and never been married. Blah. I do have a wonder dog named Alomar who is the world’s smartest, cutest, and best pet. Most of my close friends have not dealt with hysterectomies, so until I found this site, I felt very alone in the decision-making process. My TAH BSO is scheduled for Saturday, March 3rd.
For about two weeks now, I’ve been telling everyone I know about this great web site and how I am a pre-punctured princess, a lady in waiting, a member of the royal family just waiting for my trip to the castle to make it official.
In addition, I gave my doctor a copy of the information sheet about the hystersisters, and he promised to check it out and make copies for other ladies contemplating a crown.
Some out there just don’t understand. The jealous ones.
“A pre-punctured princess?” they scoff. “What castle?” they question. And it’s a sisterhood that they simply don’t get. My closest friend told me after I went on for a little while (no more than an hour or so) about my “lady in waiting” status that I was taking all this just a little too seriously. I think not. She went so far as to suggest that the hystersisters might be a cult, but that’s just her envy rearing its ugly head again.
My friend thinks that just because I’ve purchased a tiara, a purple robe for the hospital, and I refer to myself in the third person, “her majesty thinks . . .” that I’ve gone too far. Nonsense, I tell her. But once I get home from the hospital and onto my throne, she’d better learn to kneel.
Read the entire thread here: It’s a Cult!