By TheBelleWitch on "The truth is, the ten or twenty minutes I was somebody’s mother were black magic": Ariel Levy's "Thanksgiving in Mongolia"
Another recommendation on preterm birth that is similarly harrowing but with a happier outcome: Kelley Benham's Pulitzer-finalist piece on her 4-month premature daughter.
By smartastic on A Conversation With Adrienne Truscott, a Performance Artist Doing a One-Woman Show About Rape
"There's two guys, and you, so which one of you is a rapist? Cause if we're talking about this room, one of you had to do it, cause you can't rape yourself. How do you feel?"
Wowwowowowowowowowow. Yes. Thank you.
“Hi, you seem fun. What’s the scoop Jerome ?”
That's my new line.
You gotta pay the troll toll.
@rangiferina THE TENDA' TUNA
it's so funny
No wonder Jessica Simpson was confused. (Sorry, Jess! I know you have done many thing and made many millions of dollars since then!)
@Emma Carmichael To be fair, you did forget to put a NSFW tag on this. That photo of the spinach dip...whoa.
Yes, let me talk to you about my fibroids. I found out about my fibroids at a routine well-woman exam. My (Planned Parenthood!) nurse practitioner was palpating my abdomen and went, "Huh," all thoughtful. She said my uterus seemed enlarged, and she wanted me to get that checked out ASAP. I managed to get an appointment for an ultrasound the same day. A few days later my NP called with the results. They couldn't tell exactly what it was, but suspected fibroids. The mass (as they called it) measured approximately the size of a 4-week pregnancy at the time.
My NP advised me to follow-up with a "real" gynecologist, as PP was unable to handle this situation with me. Thankfully I was able to get an appointment with a doctor who came highly recommended by a friend. He sent me for an MRI, the results of which were also inconclusive. He said I had two options: (1) keep an eye on it with check-ups every three months to monitor for growth (and take it out if it got bigger); or (2) schedule surgery to remove it since it was already, in his words, "quite large." I went with option 2. And it's a good thing I did, because a couple of months later when I had my surgery it had grown to the size of a 20+ week pregnancy, and none of my pants fit anymore.
My doctor was a bit surprised to hear that I really didn't have any symptoms (other than the growing belly size). Sure I had some cramps or bleeding here and there, but it didn't seem anything out of the ordinary compared to the lady problems of many of the ladies in my life.
Anyway, it's a year later and I'm doing fine. I have a picture (I asked my surgeon to snap a photo in the operating room, and he obliged) of my fibroid, and it was HUGE. I also have a c-section scar, because it was too large to remove laparoscopically. I was lucky that when they opened me up they found that the fibroid mass was outside of my uterus, not inside or in the wall of it, so they didn't have to cut into my uterus at all.
I guess my best advice to you is to try find a doctor that is really good. Mine was great, from the very first stages of talking about my options through the post-surgery follow up appointments. He literally wheeled me into the operating room, and held my hand until I was knocked out. And then he was the very first person I saw afterwards in the recovery room, smiling and telling me they got it all out, I was fine, there was no cancer (that had been a slight concern going in). Seriously, he was such a great doctor I get emotional even talking about it.
Also, if anyone is interested in seeing my fibroid picture, let me know! I've shown it to everyone who is willing to see it - so gory!
ETA: I totally freaked the fuck out when I found out about mine. Don't let anyone tell you it's not a big deal - there's a mass growing in you that doesn't belong and might cause other problems. It's okay to be upset about it. But, of course, it also depends on how big it is, how fast it's growing, and if it is causing you discomfort.
So I was in my chiropractor's office yesterday listening to the piped-in music, and they played this song by John Mayer about daughters. I don't know if it's new or not but I hadn't heard it before, and it's just terrible. I mean, the basic idea of being good to your daughters is all well and good, but his reasons for doing so are so sexist and gross. (lyrics)