Getting diagnosed is difficult for women. At least it was for me. After bleeding for so many years and so many D and C’s to stop the bleeding (which we now know will not). Actually how can scraping my uterus stop me from bleeding? What’s up with that? I went in as an outpatient one day to have both another D and C and a laparoscope to see why I was bleeding. That night every time I stood up, I passed out and fell flat on my face. In the middle of the night my husband at the time took me to the hospital and after a “complete” exam I was given pain killers and told to go home. I wasn’t OK. By the next morning, my husband insisted my doctor see me because my stomach was huge and hard and I was still passing out. He met us; my stomach was filled with blood because I had been hemorrhaging all night and I was given blood into both arms and rushed into surgery where they took out my uterus and ovaries. You might not be surprised to find out that after surgery I hemorrhaged from the surgical scar all the way to my chest around to the back of me. Was a hematologist called in? No. Of course not. I am a woman. He didn’t get called in for another three weeks. Are any of you ladies surprised? What are your experiences?
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Monday, September 12, 2011
A Very Bad Bleed
Getting diagnosed is difficult for women. At least it was for me. After bleeding for so many years and so many D and C’s to stop the bleeding (which we now know will not). Actually how can scraping my uterus stop me from bleeding? What’s up with that? I went in as an outpatient one day to have both another D and C and a laparoscope to see why I was bleeding. That night every time I stood up, I passed out and fell flat on my face. In the middle of the night my husband at the time took me to the hospital and after a “complete” exam I was given pain killers and told to go home. I wasn’t OK. By the next morning, my husband insisted my doctor see me because my stomach was huge and hard and I was still passing out. He met us; my stomach was filled with blood because I had been hemorrhaging all night and I was given blood into both arms and rushed into surgery where they took out my uterus and ovaries. You might not be surprised to find out that after surgery I hemorrhaged from the surgical scar all the way to my chest around to the back of me. Was a hematologist called in? No. Of course not. I am a woman. He didn’t get called in for another three weeks. Are any of you ladies surprised? What are your experiences?
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