I have to throw in the "quack quack" to horrify my pretty reserved best friend, who pretends he doesn't know what any of this means. Apparently once you become anemic, having ablation or hysterectomy is not optional because with consistent anemia all kinds of things can go wonky elsewhere. I've talked the doctor into letting me get the anemia testing a few more times first; getting all these procedures is really stressful, physically as well as emotionally. No, she's not joking about doing this; I've been avoiding it for years. We'll see. Personally, I feel really attached to my uterus, against me as it sometimes is.
Apparently, I'm now officially old, old enough to get my boobies run over by two cold metal plates every year. At least my doctor warms up the mean cold duck lips (ref. The Vagina Monologues); can't they warm up sterile factory parts before they crush your tender spots? The recommendation has changed to age 40, and I'm a long way from 40. The doctors keep nagging me though. Maybe they want a copy of the recommendations that say baseline at age 40?
I have to go back to the surgeon since I have an incisional infection (itches! blistered rash). Great. Apparently there's some kind of reporting process to keep infections to a minimum in hospital, including suture type and I don't remember what else.
What worries me is lack of access to basic and needed care for women with disabilities, for people without insurance. I've done some research on this and will post sometime. Personally, I really wanted to postpone this visit since I'm dealing with a lot, but with two friends with cervical cancer in the past year, one with an additional cancer, I tolerate my duty. I've reached the age where I've started getting cancer/illness announcements from people rather than wedding invitations and birth announcements.