TVH - No More Moon times....

Moon time is a term that is used by my family and friends. Our body is in tune with nature and cycles through out the years. Unfortunately mine was not. I started mooning around the age of 12 and was very regular until my twenties. Then I started moon times that would last for 6 weeks or more. Some times I wouldn't have one for a couple months at a time. I never could tell when they would arrive and was always carrying a supply of Pads and tampons. I had to or suffer if I didn't have them. Oh some embarressing moments.... I finally asked for help with a spiritual person who knew about Native herbs. He gave me a mixture of herbs that really helped get me on track. For two years I was regular. Then the month long moon times came back. I went to see another Spiritual person and he Doctored me in a traditional way. I was regular for a year. I went back and he doctored me again. And this time he told me that what was inside me shrank, but I would always have it inside. That one day I would have to go to a Medical Doctor and they could take it out. So I started down that path of going to Medical Doctors. I was on birth control pills with nonstop spotting. I was also on medication that made me so emotional. And during the bout of hormones I would cry or be quick tempered. My family didn't know what to think of me. Let alone act. I would fly off the handle in a restaurant while ordering food. I would cry at Cat food commercials. Alice the little orange fuzzy cat just brough tears to my eyes on how sweet she looked. And then I had to carry a purse with pads and tampons all the time while teaching at a school. And all the while the fibroids were continuing to grow. So I had put off having the hysterectomy for 4 years and decided one day that I had done all I could, and I had suffered enough, and would have it done. Oh the waiting for the day was awful. I was scared to have it done. I thought that I wouldn't wake up. And as the day came closer I found myself becoming more panicked. I found that I wanted all my things to be taken care of should I not come back out. I left instructions with my family for where I wanted things to go. They just looked at me like I was back on those pills again. LOL. Well I came to the realization that if I didn't wake up it would be a nice way to go. I wouldn't know it and I wouldn't feel it. So as odd as that sounds I felt more at ease. The day came and I sailed right through. And that is good news considering I am also Diabetic. Tomorrow is my 6 weeks post op. I am back at work full time and enjoying life without moon times...