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Well that was unpleasant.

Or, more correctly, "holy fucking shit that hurt!" Which is what I emailed my friend this morning regarding the insertion of my new IUD.

I've taken an accounting of all the pain I've ever experienced - sprained ankle, immunizations, IV, tatoo (Granted, nothing too major) - and I would have to say, that procedure blew them all out of the water.

Imagine your worst pap smear - the pinching, the scraping - and then add a clamp onto something inside there (like a clothespin on your nostril) for the whole time, followed by the puncturing of an internal organ with a crotchet hook and you've got just about what it felt like.* If I'd have known, I would have taken Friendster Guy up on his offer to pace in the waiting room. I think I went into a wee bit of shock. I was light headed and a little shaky afterward and it induced the worst menstrual-type cramps I've ever experienced. AND I had taken 2 ibuprofen beforehand. I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening either on the couch or in bed. I'm currently still being reminded by my body that I have internal organs and they are angry with me.

All I could think afterwards was, "Oh my god, they have to remove this in 5 years. Noooooo!!!!"

I'll tell you what, I was already pro-Choice, but if that was anything at all like what people experienced during back alley abortions (and I'm sure those were a lot worse. A lot.) we better thank our lucky stars that abortion is legal, and make sure it stays that way. Hopefully, this IUD keeps me from having to travel that road either way.

* Apparently, if you've had a child the procedure is much less problematic. After all, something the size of a small paperclip cannot compare with a baby, no matter which way the paper clip is traveling.

Comments

You seriously scared me to death of that thing until I read the footnote. I guess there is a good reason they try to promote them for women who've had children more than for those who haven't.
tjdygon said…
I'm thinking I'm going to hold off on the IUD now and keeping popping the pills. Thanks for being the Guinea pig!

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