I’ve put off this post for a while, and to my detriment. I have a ton of ideas swirling in my head. Meanwhile, for some reason I don’t feel comfortable with the idea of releasing them until I get past this subject.
I should warn you that this post is a personal one. Some of the content might offer TMI. It’s definitely different from the lighter fare I usually share.
Over the past few months I’ve faced an interesting health challenge. It’s been nothing critical, yet nothing to sing about, either.
Dear (Female) Reader, I’ve had a very uncomfortable and somewhat dangerous experience with fibroids.
Fibroids can be tricky. Some women have them and experience no symptoms. That was me, years ago, when I first learned I had them. However, in 2014, my luck ran out.
Thankfully, my problems seem to have been solved via emergency surgery. It’s been over a week, and I’m doing well! (The only problem that remains now is anemia. My hemoglobin is ridiculously low, and I’m on an iron supplement.)
I don’t know if I’ll share more information in the future. When I first drafted this post, it was epic. I’ve since decided to edit myself.
However, I will address the core of what I wanted to say:
When it comes to your health, DO NOT procrastinate.
Think about it. You may balk at the idea of missing a few hours of work or–in my case, school–because of a medical appointment or two. But isn’t that better than missing days or weeks because you’re physically not up to par?
Thank God I wised up and took time off in my final month of classes. Prior to that, though, my behaviour still has my head shaking.
I was doing my best to be my normal self. I was a full-time student, trying to live her full-time life.
Regarding the female reproductive system, although I reckon there are exceptions, there are also a few guidelines that I’m aware of. Generally speaking, your periods shouldn’t last longer than 7 days. You should not have to change your feminine hygiene products in under an hour. (That’s not just me talking. That’s perfectly Google-able information. ;) )
Now, for all I know, you may think it’s disgusting that I’ve mentioned menses. But my concern is that somewhere out there, there’s a woman who is thinking the way I was. She might be ignoring her menstrual changes, dragging herself to the doctor because of severe weakness (caused by anemia), all the while ignoring the reason she has anemia in the first place.
I’m on the other side now. But over the past few weeks, I was almost inconsolable. I felt like I was slowly bleeding to death.
Care for yourselves, please.
I never thought something that seemed as harmless as my period would leave me evaluating how seriously I take myself, or how much I value my life.
And yet, here I am.