hyacynthia
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**edit: I just want to say OMG, thank you all so much for the overwhelming support. Thank you to everyone who shared their story and/or sent kind words. I love this group so much. Sending my love to every one of you!
Original post:
I’m getting my Fallopian tubes removed next month. For those who may not know, it’s the safest way to get your tubes “tied.” I am so excited because it means I won’t have to worry about getting pregnant ever again.
I absolutely adore my daughter. Pregnancy was hard. I had gestational diabetes which is super depressing when your pregnancy craving is freaking tangerines. Heartburn, pain, all the fun stuff. When she dropped, the pain was incredibly bad (she dropped in the wrong position).
TRIGGER WARNING Then my birthing experience was rough. I was in induced labor (because my water broke before contractions) for over 24 hours and pushed for 4 before they decided she was stuck and I needed an emergency c-section. I was awake for that, and I kept hearing a heart monitor go flat. I kept asking if my baby was ok or if I was dying and nobody would answer me. They pulled her out and there was silence for what felt like forever except for the doctors rushing around still ignoring my questions. Finally, I heard her cry and they let me see her…
After that, I cried every time I was alone for a long time. It took me over a year to mentally forgive the doctors for not telling me what was going on in the operating room. And sometimes I freeze up during sex because I’m so scared of getting pregnant and going through that again. Sometimes I have to buy pregnancy tests just so I can calm down my nerves, even though my birth control should be 99.9% effective. So I believe this surgery will help me feel comfortable in my own skin again. And if I do ever want another, I’ll be stoked to adopt.
So, today when I told someone I trusted and who I thought would understand that I’m one and done and getting my tubes removed, she asked “why.” I told her “most likely PTSD.” She asked, “why?” I told her “24 hours of labor ending in an emergency c-section” and she said, “so? I was in labor for 30 hours and had an emergency c-section.” Ok…? So you don’t have any traumatic feelings about that?!? Good for you! But damn, please don’t belittle the scariest moment of my life and make me feel like I should be ashamed for not wanting to do it again. My mom is bad too, and if I say anything, it’s always, “well the doctors did such a great job, you should just be grateful! Btw, please don’t get your tubes tied…”
Anywho… I don’t really know why I’m posting this. Maybe just to let off steam? Or maybe to let anyone else out there with a traumatic experience know that you’re not alone… it took a lot for me to post this, so thanks for reading
Original post:
I’m getting my Fallopian tubes removed next month. For those who may not know, it’s the safest way to get your tubes “tied.” I am so excited because it means I won’t have to worry about getting pregnant ever again.
I absolutely adore my daughter. Pregnancy was hard. I had gestational diabetes which is super depressing when your pregnancy craving is freaking tangerines. Heartburn, pain, all the fun stuff. When she dropped, the pain was incredibly bad (she dropped in the wrong position).
TRIGGER WARNING Then my birthing experience was rough. I was in induced labor (because my water broke before contractions) for over 24 hours and pushed for 4 before they decided she was stuck and I needed an emergency c-section. I was awake for that, and I kept hearing a heart monitor go flat. I kept asking if my baby was ok or if I was dying and nobody would answer me. They pulled her out and there was silence for what felt like forever except for the doctors rushing around still ignoring my questions. Finally, I heard her cry and they let me see her…
After that, I cried every time I was alone for a long time. It took me over a year to mentally forgive the doctors for not telling me what was going on in the operating room. And sometimes I freeze up during sex because I’m so scared of getting pregnant and going through that again. Sometimes I have to buy pregnancy tests just so I can calm down my nerves, even though my birth control should be 99.9% effective. So I believe this surgery will help me feel comfortable in my own skin again. And if I do ever want another, I’ll be stoked to adopt.
So, today when I told someone I trusted and who I thought would understand that I’m one and done and getting my tubes removed, she asked “why.” I told her “most likely PTSD.” She asked, “why?” I told her “24 hours of labor ending in an emergency c-section” and she said, “so? I was in labor for 30 hours and had an emergency c-section.” Ok…? So you don’t have any traumatic feelings about that?!? Good for you! But damn, please don’t belittle the scariest moment of my life and make me feel like I should be ashamed for not wanting to do it again. My mom is bad too, and if I say anything, it’s always, “well the doctors did such a great job, you should just be grateful! Btw, please don’t get your tubes tied…”
Anywho… I don’t really know why I’m posting this. Maybe just to let off steam? Or maybe to let anyone else out there with a traumatic experience know that you’re not alone… it took a lot for me to post this, so thanks for reading