One For The Girls

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First proper blog post and I'm going in deep with this one! 

Today I am grateful for my health. It's only the 2nd of March and already this year I've had two x-rays, an MRI, two ultrasounds and a hysteroscopy! My second ultrasound was following on from my MRI which showed up a cyst on my right ovary. I don't know about anyone else but when I get a letter detailing something like that my flight or fight kicks in and I have to make a sharp run to the loo!

You see my mum passed away at just 46 from bowel cancer, which was utterly devastating, but prior to that in her early 30s she had cervical cancer, which she survived. So when anything abnormal appears for me I assume that that's it; I'm next. Since losing my mum at 17 I have felt like I'm destined to die young too...horribly morbid I know, but I just can't shift it. 

Luckily for me today the cyst showed to have disappeared on its own on the ultrasound which was a massive relief and right now I feel as light as a feather! My previous ultrasound was to check out my cervix; a transvaginal ultrasound (yey!), which I would say causes less discomfort than a smear. You look at the screen, but honestly not a clue what you're looking at...kind of looks like a magic eye thing, its just blurry black and white! This for me was followed up by the hysteroscopy, which is yes, a camera up the you know what! This I could have certainly done without! Again I'm presented with a visual, a nice close up of my nether regions on a flat screen for myself and the 3 other women in the room to enjoy - no thanks, I don't need to see that! 

Now, I wasn't worried about the hysteroscopy,  but as soon as I was up in stirrups and they'd tried a few differently speculum, I had some crazy labour flashback. As far as labours go, I guess mine was relatively normal, that being said I still found it distressing, so being back legs akimbo totally set me off. I went dizzy and got sweaty (am I painting a picture?) and they asked if I wanted to come back another time. What? I ain't coming back if I get out of here that's for sure! When it was finally over I was told my previous scan must have shown up an anomaly. Cheers for that. Love a camera up the V for sh!t$ and g!ggle$! 

In all honestly though, being prodded and poked is worth it to have the peace of mind that you are healthy, and the NHS staff have been fantastic at every turn. Professional, caring, reassuring; honestly brilliant, every one. 

Please look after yourselves; go to your appointments, get your check ups, get your smears. A few moments of discomfort and nerves waiting for your appointment is worth it. Stay safe x


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