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07-10-2008, 07:53 AM
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Hyster Sister
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Hysterectomy: November 14th, 2007
Surgery Type: TAH
Ovaries: Removed both
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HELP! I feel like a sinking ship that noone can save. (Child ment.)
I really don't know where to begin I had a complete hyst w/bil. s/o. Nov. 14th, 2007 (I needed no hormones, no menopause symptoms). Surgery went well, well as well as to be expected. They had to cut me from the belly button down to my whohoo. Massive scare tissue, wrapped around everything, worse than what they thought. But I recovered quickly and was so thankful to be painfree and to be able to be "with" my husband again that I was on cloud nine till about March or so. Then the depression has set in. I was on anti-depression meds before to help me deal with everything I was going through and it worked. I am still on them but it doesn't phase the pain. I think I was so grateful to be painfree that I didn't deal with the emotional part of it all. I am 29 yrs old, happily married, and have one beautiful daughter-I should be happy, but I am not. I feel like everything that made me a woman was riped from me, my chances at giving my husband a child, and my little girl a sibling has been taken from me and I had no choice. I had stopped coming to the board because I thought the surgery is over and I feel great so I can move on, but now I can't. Noone in my family has ever had to go through this not at such a young age. They were older women that was beyond child bearing years. I don't know how to cope with this pain!! I am going back to the dr. today to see if they can change some meds to help me. I would be happy to curl up in a ball in bed and stay there forever.  I have mood swings to where I can't even stand myself. I try to cover the pain, and everyone thinks I am okay because the physical pain is gone but the emotional pain is a million times worse because there is not a pill to make it go away. I need advice from you girls to help me move on , to deal, to accept what has happened. I have to stop typing now because I am crying..
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