Six years of infertility.
One adoption.
A surprise pregnancy.
One miscarriage.
Four rainbow babies.
Three home births, one of them being an (unplanned) unassisted home birth.
Our wonderfully, crazy life. God is so good to me.
And now: one hysterectomy.
I’ve had health issues my entire life, many of which I’ve mentioned here over the years. To keep it short and simple, things have gotten so bad since my last two births that my doctors have decided a hysterectomy is the best option to solve everything. I’ve had test after test, tried many medications, and ended up needing a D&C last December. Nothing worked. I’ve dealt with it for twelve years, and sometimes I wonder if that’s how the woman with the issue of blood felt in Matthew 9. I’ve even had four separate GYN tell me that a hysterectomy is the best course of action.
It’s time. In October, I’ll take the next step, and I’ll go in for a hysterectomy. I can’t wait for the relief.
Then, on to the next chapter.
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