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July 2001 |
July 2001: I spent the summer back in Oregon working for my friend Abbey at a Golf Course. It was a wonderful opportunity for me to get away for a while from the crazy California life and get to relax and enjoy time with my family and friends that I missed so much. I went back to the same doctor that wanted me to take Synarel that one time because I felt it was finally time for me to go back on a birth control pill. My periods were starting to get weird and heavy and I hoped that some sort of birth control pill could help that. He ended up putting me on a low dose pill called Yasmin 28 so I would have a period only every three months or so. I followed the pill pack and started it as directed. After a couple weeks I started to think that maybe the pill was causing me to have an extra long period because it hadn't stopped. I wasn't heavily bleeding, but it wasn't just spotting either. Pretty soon I started to realize that I was getting tired and had a hard time just getting up the two flights of stairs to my bedroom. Something was wrong! I called the doctor and explained to the nurse what had been happening. She told me that I was anemic and I needed to immediatly start taking iron. The office was really busy at the time so she said to let her know when and if the bleeding stopped, and if it didn't then they would try to make an appointment for me. I was getting ready to drive back down to California to start school. My job at the Golf Course had ended and I was packing my things. I had an appointment to see the doctor ONE day before I was planning on driving back to California. I figured he would just take me off the birth control pills.. that would stop the bleeding and I would just continue to take iron until the bleeding stopped. Boy was I wrong. At my appointment he told me that he suspected that something was causing the bleeding because I had never bled through my birth control pills before. He ordered a Transvaginal Ultrasound to be done immediatly. I wasn't too excited to get one becuase I've had so many that came out negative. I was starting to come to the conclusion that you couldn't see anything from a transvaginal ultrasound. I went in to get the utrasound done and the lady was the nicest person I have ever met. She did such a wonderful job doing the utrasound, she showed me each time what she was looking at and even told me that I had a "cute uterus". I of course thanked her because how often does someone tell you that. The ultrasound did have something on it and the doctor came in to take a look. He colcluded that it must me uterine polyps and I needed a surgery ASAP. So much for going back to California the next day. I needed to wait around for a surgery. I ended up waiting and having that surgery the following tuesday 8/21/01. The doctor did a Hysteroscopy (basically they dialate the uterus and a scope is inserted so the doctor can look around). He ended up finding a few polyps the size of a pencil eraser and removed them with a lazer. At the same time he did a D&C. To my surprise this surgery actually gave me a lot more information than I expected. My prayers were finally answered when he told my mother that he saw adenomyosis on the inside of my uterus. I guess God has been listening, it just had to happen in his own time. ... and I wasn't crazy after all. This being the same doctor that did my mom's hysterectomy and removed her Endometriosis he further informed my mom that I did not have a Bi-lateral uterus like she had. (a uterus split in half that made it so she could not carry me to term and I was premature). He told her that I had a little dimple where I started to have a bi-lateral uterus but it never formed.. so lucky me. Instead I had a "Heart-Shaped" uterus. Now that the surgery is over I am still trying to get on with my life. I drove back to California only three days after my surgery. I really had no choice because I was going to start school. I've still been in a lot of pain and haven't stopped bleeding since the surgery..but things could be worse. I think there is a reason I have Adenomyosis and all the problems that go along with it. I may not know what the reason is, but it has to be making me a stronger person. |