A month later, I celebrated my 25th birthday. I refused to let this birthday go by without seeing my friends and celebrating with the people who checked in on me, called/texted, stopped by and invested in me and my health journey for the last 2 months.
Frankly, I could hardly wait to be out of sleep gowns and my bed for how long I was spending in it daily. I wore ripped jeans, a grey off the shoulders long sleeved top and a short heeled ankle boot with a hunched posture because of my healing cuts. One of my best friends arranged for our other friend who is a makeup artist to do my makeup that night. She really made me feel special. I was glad I went out. The month before had taken me to places I hadn't been before mentally or physically.
I never thought I’d be asking myself if I could have babies. It’s something that I thought just was. "I’m a woman - I will have babies." I hadn’t known any different. I never knew of all of the other possible issues that could get in the way. No one talked about it and I never was exposed to it. Thankfully, I was told that I could still have babies after I got a referral to another gynecologist to help me cope post surgery, be the third doctor to highly recommend me going on birth control and confirm that I would be healthy and have everything I need to carry a baby. "YASSS!" I wanted to scream. Although, I still do ask every single time I have a check up!
Things I did not know would happen to my body and discoveries made post surgery:
The healing continues for this girl.