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Laura N's avatar

Hi y’all,

I have such an embarrassing story to share. I can’t share it on my IG and I don’t have any other social media so here we go.

I had lower left pelvic pain on Monday night. I immediately began googling and self-diagnosed an ovarian cyst or ectopic pregnancy. My anxiety kicked in (I already feared being hospitalized in the time of Covid and an ectopic pregnancy would require immediate surgery). I found an old pregnancy test under my sink but it apparently expired, so no answers there. 😏

Advil wasn’t touching the pain. I finally was able to be seen at my gynecologist’s office on Wednesday morning for an ultrasound. I was super nervous about it and really sad that it would be my first ultrasound without my husband there for support. Covid precautions means solo doctor visits. Anyway, I teared up from anxiety and pain during the procedure and the tech asked if I was okay. I told her what I was scared about and she smiled. She said, “Oh, honey, your ovaries are fine. Also no pregnancy here. You are FOS- full of sh#%.”

I laugh now but I stared at her in disbelief. I told her that I “go” every day and it’s impossible. She then showed me on the screen and eww. The nurse practitioner who followed up did a physical exam and agreed, even dropping this gem, “You’ve also got a lot of trapped gas in there!”

What. Being a woman is so humbling at times! I’m *extra* glad I hit up the group text before the appointment so my bffs could pray and then just laugh. 😂

Moral of the story- sometimes what you fear isn’t serious and is just embarrassing. And there’s nothing like having to do a target pick up order for gas medicine and stool softener and wonder how hard that shopper is judging you. 😂

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Megan's avatar

Morning, my friends!

I feel like I haven’t commented in a bit, but things have just been busy.

Treasures:

- I’ve started therapy. I’ve had two sessions so far and have ugly sobbed through them both (ya girl has LOTS of trauma) and in my last session, we went through my family story and at the end my therapist goes, “Wow. That’s a lot. There’s a lot to unpack there.” And I was like “Sis, why do you think I’m here?!” Anyways, I’d appreciate prayers for continued strength to be vulnerable (enneagram 8 here 🙋🏻‍♀️ so vulnerability is NOT my thing) and prayers for healing to begin.

- Watching The Bachelor on Friday nights with our very own Danielle. We both sit down on our respective couches, Kentucky mules in hand, in our respective time zones, and press play at the same time and text each other throughout. We’re both currently fasting from TV for Lent and while I’m embarrassed to say that The Bachelor is my feast, it really is the delight of my week. Delightful idiocy at its finest.

- We are supposed to have DELIGHTFUL weather in Chicago this weekend and after many many weekends full of rain and endless amounts of snow, I’m looking forward to going for a hike on my sabbath.

Looking forward to digging into the comments later with y’all!

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