the relief after pain

[type_wild]

Today's adventure was having an ultrasound of my fallopian tubes (nothing worrisome going on). I'd been warned that it might be uncomfortable, and it was uncomfortable even with the self-administered painkillers beforehand. Something about having fluid squirted into places where there usually is none, I suppose; I don't know if "painful" is the word I'd use, but there were cold sweats and occasional groans and then telling them that I'm fine, I'm fine.

Not finer than that the moment the gynocologist declared that everything was peachy, I proceeded to pass out in the chair.

It's not wholly surprising, since the few other times I've been known to pass out in my life, it's been because of menstrual cramps. Still, it certainly was an experience - blacking out, and I remember the darkness, and then waking up to two strange women asking me if I'm okay and the few disoriented seconds before remembering where I was.

I imagine most people would find it fairly indiginfied to recover from a fainting spell with your legs spread in the air, but I'm nothign if not adaptive. I walked home after ten minutes, and reveled in the lightness after my uterus has stopped screaming that I rarely ever feel these days.

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[greghousesgf]

I used to have periods from hell. It took ages to convince them to give me a damn hysterectomy.

[type_wild]

I'm not sure how to classify what I had when I was younger - they were awful but they also lasted no more than an hour. But that hour was torture. It's a lot better now, but it seems my uterus is my week spot, as it is *g*