WolvenWitch
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Posted Sun Jul 11, 2010 5:02 am...
Some of you may barely remember me. I first joined this place when it was FMP on MSN as LunaMoon Wolf. I would have been around 16 or so at the time.
Well.. I just had my 23rd birthday June 4th last month. With it, came a surprise, one I wish I never had.
I was told I could not get pregnant, that I was probably infertile after several PAP's and blood work after realizing my cycles skipped sporadically. My health has been very poor since I was around 14 as well, so my husband and I never really worried about much. We used protection, as a precaution... but it was my birthday and I had my cycle the month before so we figured we were safe.
I began to get very very sick. I couldn't eat, I wasn't able to use the washroom, lethargic to the point of sleeping nearly 12 hours a day. I went from 135lbs to 125lbs in only two weeks. I'm at 121, and I'm still unable to eat anything other than certain soups and crackers. The day we found out I was carrying was the day we had to make a decision. We knew I was in bad shape, but it's up the point now that I know I'm making the right decision.
I won't survive the pregnancy and next week I go in for surgery.
My parents know, my husband knows, and very few personal friends know the situation I'm in. Everyone else is convinced that I basically killed my organs from nearly a week of drinking (which is partly true) and I'm going in for surgery to remove bits of dead flesh from my liver and kidney's. That won't be the case, I have small infections from complications with my immune system and the fetus acting like a parasite, but nothing nearly that drastic.
I haven't been able to work since mid-June, my nausea is so bad that I can't even really go outside because I don't know when I'm going to be sick. It doesn't go away after awhile... I'm sick until later in the evening, and that's if I'm not doing anything. I'm not taking medication for it because that's going to be way more expensive than it ought to be, and besides I'm sure that would do more harm than good.
I guess I'm writing this because I've been silently part of this community for many years, and I've grown up on here, learning, exploring and doing. It's safe, unbiased and filled with loving people. I wish some of my friends were as open as everyone is here. I know many will disagree with my decision, but I also know many of you will understand that this isn't a choice I wish to have to make. I've already lost a couple of friends who I thought I could trust, one being a 43 year old man who has been a friend of mine for many years, and is a trusted family friend. He has since stopped speaking to me - or worse - preach to me. My mom basically told him if he can't be supportive, he has no right being at our house, so I haven't seen him since. On the other hand, I've also been greeted with warm hugs and tender sorrow from others who I was afraid to come out and tell them what was wrong. After telling them they were very surprised I was too shy to say something, but after explaining my friend turning his back to me, I was convinced they'd do the same. My friends mother, my mom, my dad and my husband will be waiting for me after the surgery. I'm so lucky to have that support.
I just want to know if anyone can help me with the after affects. I'm okay with my decision now, knowing I'm saving my life at the loss of this creature inside of me... but at the same time... I know the pain of sorrow and regret that will come afterwards. I'm trying not to think of it now, but it's only a matter of time before it pops up in my mind when I least expect it. Sort of like regretting something bad you've done way after you've already done it...
I'd really like some help, I just want to get through this, be able to eat again and go to work. I'm tired of sleeping in the bathroom and not leaving home, I can't even play with my dog or have him snuggle me because he's so warm.
To make sure this never happens again... I'm getting an IUD... after that I'm going to get myself spayed! They won't render me infertile because of my age, and I don't want to take the risk of this happening ever again.
I'm sorry of what I'm saying is hard for you guys to read, I'm trying very hard for it not to be. I just want to be back to normal again, be productive in my job and enjoy life.
Thanks for taking the time
Wolven.
Well.. I just had my 23rd birthday June 4th last month. With it, came a surprise, one I wish I never had.
I was told I could not get pregnant, that I was probably infertile after several PAP's and blood work after realizing my cycles skipped sporadically. My health has been very poor since I was around 14 as well, so my husband and I never really worried about much. We used protection, as a precaution... but it was my birthday and I had my cycle the month before so we figured we were safe.
I began to get very very sick. I couldn't eat, I wasn't able to use the washroom, lethargic to the point of sleeping nearly 12 hours a day. I went from 135lbs to 125lbs in only two weeks. I'm at 121, and I'm still unable to eat anything other than certain soups and crackers. The day we found out I was carrying was the day we had to make a decision. We knew I was in bad shape, but it's up the point now that I know I'm making the right decision.
I won't survive the pregnancy and next week I go in for surgery.
My parents know, my husband knows, and very few personal friends know the situation I'm in. Everyone else is convinced that I basically killed my organs from nearly a week of drinking (which is partly true) and I'm going in for surgery to remove bits of dead flesh from my liver and kidney's. That won't be the case, I have small infections from complications with my immune system and the fetus acting like a parasite, but nothing nearly that drastic.
I haven't been able to work since mid-June, my nausea is so bad that I can't even really go outside because I don't know when I'm going to be sick. It doesn't go away after awhile... I'm sick until later in the evening, and that's if I'm not doing anything. I'm not taking medication for it because that's going to be way more expensive than it ought to be, and besides I'm sure that would do more harm than good.
I guess I'm writing this because I've been silently part of this community for many years, and I've grown up on here, learning, exploring and doing. It's safe, unbiased and filled with loving people. I wish some of my friends were as open as everyone is here. I know many will disagree with my decision, but I also know many of you will understand that this isn't a choice I wish to have to make. I've already lost a couple of friends who I thought I could trust, one being a 43 year old man who has been a friend of mine for many years, and is a trusted family friend. He has since stopped speaking to me - or worse - preach to me. My mom basically told him if he can't be supportive, he has no right being at our house, so I haven't seen him since. On the other hand, I've also been greeted with warm hugs and tender sorrow from others who I was afraid to come out and tell them what was wrong. After telling them they were very surprised I was too shy to say something, but after explaining my friend turning his back to me, I was convinced they'd do the same. My friends mother, my mom, my dad and my husband will be waiting for me after the surgery. I'm so lucky to have that support.
I just want to know if anyone can help me with the after affects. I'm okay with my decision now, knowing I'm saving my life at the loss of this creature inside of me... but at the same time... I know the pain of sorrow and regret that will come afterwards. I'm trying not to think of it now, but it's only a matter of time before it pops up in my mind when I least expect it. Sort of like regretting something bad you've done way after you've already done it...
I'd really like some help, I just want to get through this, be able to eat again and go to work. I'm tired of sleeping in the bathroom and not leaving home, I can't even play with my dog or have him snuggle me because he's so warm.
To make sure this never happens again... I'm getting an IUD... after that I'm going to get myself spayed! They won't render me infertile because of my age, and I don't want to take the risk of this happening ever again.
I'm sorry of what I'm saying is hard for you guys to read, I'm trying very hard for it not to be. I just want to be back to normal again, be productive in my job and enjoy life.
Thanks for taking the time
Wolven.










