I was brought to the ER by my amazing friend Becca Frederick earlier today when my ovarian pain turn

I was brought to the ER by my amazing friend Becca Frederick earlier today when my ovarian pain turned to vomiting. After four hours of trying to get my pain controlled they have decided to admit me tonight and I will be rounded on by the OBGYN team first thing tomorrow morning. This is the team that was already formulating my surgical plan, so this is good - all things considered. Prayers are most appreciated and I’ll update when I have news. My phone is on 31% and I won’t have a charger until tomorrow, so don’t worry or panic if any of y'all try to get in touch over night. God willing, they’ll get me into surgery STAT and this will all start to get better sooner than later. Side note - my ovaries happen to be My Last Reproductive Organs and I am feeling Very Intense Emotions regarding their impending removal. I know I’ll still be a woman - and hormone replacement therapy will, if all goes well, keep me from going through menopause until I am much older. But. But this sucks, to put it lightly. I’m Twenty Eight Years into this journey on earth. I have one son who is nine and has lived with his daddy since he was six. I lost twin girls when I was nineteen weeks pregnant with them. Now I am losing the ability to ever, ever have a second chance at a biological child. I got used to never being able to carry one when I had to have my total hysterectomy last year - but learning that my body literally wouldn’t be able to handle the hormone therapy needed to harvest and freeze eggs when that was an option (I’d likely die) was like a rope placed around my neck. Learning I’d need my ovaries removed a decade or more before I’d planned was like that rope tightening. Finding out it would be this week - like stepping off the chair. I’m gasping for breath, fighting to find my footing and be back on steady ground and struggling to get another conscious moment of memory and happy and okay before I black out and wake up without ovaries. Without my last two pieces of womanhood. Without the thing that so many people fight tooth and nail to have in the first place. -- source link

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