Okay, first of all, I want to state 2 things.
1: This blog is based solely on my experience and/or opinion. This is just how this situation affected me, and it may not affect anyone else in the same way. I am not looking to "talk trash" about any one company or person. Just relating my adventure out to the world.
1: This blog is based solely on my experience and/or opinion. This is just how this situation affected me, and it may not affect anyone else in the same way. I am not looking to "talk trash" about any one company or person. Just relating my adventure out to the world.
2: This blog is about my recent experience over the course of 4 months with an IUD. An IUD is an intrauterine device... used for birth control...In case you still aren't grasping this... I'm going to be writing about a piece of equipment that was installed in my uterus to keep me from getting pregnant. If you can not handle hearing the details of this, please do not read.
So, on with the show...
There I was, 6 weeks after Johnny was born at my postpartum check up, faced with the question I had been dreading to hear my Dr. ask. "What would you like to do for birth control?" Why do I hate this question, you ask? Well, I'll tell you... because NOTHING works.
- Pills? They have either failed in the past, meaning I got pregnant, or it would send me into a strange depression, or cause me to have other complications. (Constant spotting, weight gain, massive acne (worse than usual), migraines, etc.) No, I didn't just need to try a different brand. I've been on at least 10 different prescriptions for birth control pills. Possibly more.
- Nuva-ring? Ugh, I hated that one. (Remind yourself I warned you about TMI) First few months were okay, then 2 months in a row I had HORRIBLE cramping with Nuva-ring, but light bleeding for the first few hours... then suddenly I would feel dizzy, nauseated - eventually vomiting, and as though my uterus were in a vice when I would suddenly shed what seemed to be my entire uterine lining at once. Just one huge clot. Obviously, I refused to continue using that.
- Depo-provera? I was sick/bleeding the entire time the shot was effective. It was believed I possibly had a miscarriage during the use also. But keep in mind when I say sick, I mean Dr's sending me in for lab work every week trying to figure out what was wrong with me, losing 20lbs and then gaining 40, swollen spleen and liver, & massive body aches and pain among other things. Not just sick with the sniffles. Sick.
- Rhythm method? Sure... until I realized I was a forgetful clutz and would forget to track dates and temperatures.
- Condoms, film, spermicide, etc... Well, looks like that's my only option now...
- I should also mentioned that none of my children were planned. Two of them there were "talks" of having a baby in the near future, but no active trying. In fact, it was being prevented every time. That should give you an idea as to why this whole subject is just not a fun one for me.
I sit there with my Dr and we go over all of these options. He says it's clear with my reaction to the pills I should not be taking anything with hormones, and should have never tried the other hormone methods as they do the same thing. Then he says what my ears always were scared but excited to hear... "How about we try a copper IUD?"For years I've looked into IUDs. They both terrified me and yet seemed so liberating. Nothing to remember, complete freedom. But yet... it's a copper appliance inside your uterus and that just seems so strange. How is it not painful? I talked to a few people I knew with them in the past and they always said they loved them... but then there were those reviews I'd read on the internet that referred to them as torture devices... and that risk of a perforated uterus... and though these are completely different than the copper IUDs that turned women's insides into mush a couple decades ago, how do we know just how safe they really are? Oh, the torment of debating this back and forth... but going with this seemed to be my last option other than barrier methods and going back to counting/charting. I sat and stared... "I want to go with this, but I'm scared!" My Dr laughed, mocked me, and then asked the million dollar question: "Scared of what? The pain of insertion? Would you rather go through the pain of another childbirth?"
Obviously, I agreed, accepted a pamplet on Paragard (the brand name of the IUD) and went on my merry way. 2 weeks later it was inserted. Oh my good Lord in Heaven... I'm not cursing or saying God's name in vain, I'm literally saying I wouldn't have made it through that without crying if I had not been praying. After I was dizzy and had to lay down for about 20 minutes on the exam table. When I got up and dressed to leave, the nurse asked me to please stay and rest a little longer, as I apparently looked very pail. Since my Mom was driving me I felt safe to go ahead and go.
The what I thought at the time was intense cramping lasted about 2-3 days. Like a really bad period, but I thought it was worth it. The bleeding stopped on day 7. After that, everything seemed to be going great. Went in for my check up to make sure insertion went well and that there was no infection 4 weeks later. All was going great, I had no complaints....
That is until the next week, the day after Thanksgiving, when I started my first period. I was floored. Couldn't hardly move. I had been warned that the pain/flow of menstruation could increase, even dramatically, with the IUD, but I didn't realize it would be like this. After a day, I was feeling better, and decided to push through it and go on out and get my Thanksgiving sale shopping done. A couple days go by, and my hormones seem to be severely off balance. I'm usually emotional during this time of the month, but this was insane. The pain wasn't letting up, and after 6 days it was getting worse. I finally gave in and went to urgent care where I was given pain meds and told to take it easy. The Dr there suggested I just have it removed, but I felt that after all that trouble I needed to give it a few months. What a mistake!
That was November. Between then and early February I was bleeding 2 weeks out of every 4. My energy levels most of the time were at a complete low. What little energy I had went to taking care of my 2 young boys. Some days Bobby had to work from home or use sick days to care for me and the little ones. I had already made an appointment with my Dr for February to just give up and have it taken out. I was done... but then I ended up worse and in the emergency room with pain at a level of 9-10/10, vomiting, light headed, and other symptoms. I just wanted the ER Dr to take it out, but he didn't feel comfortable doing so. I was given shot of morphine, more pain killers to take home, something to stop the vomiting, and the suggestion to not do much. You know, because I was out running marathons and climbing mountains all this time.
On the day of my removal, I was nervous and scared. My Dr asked, "Is it just not working out for you?" I replied, "I would rather give birth than to deal with this. Having 4 more kids would be easier than this!" He said "Well, okay then. Sorry about that." What more could he say, though, right?
Surprisingly, it all went well. No pain. No bleeding. Just a sudden feeling of relief, as though my body had been trying to rid itself of it the entire time. (Kind of a no brainer that it had been, right?) My Dr warned me that it may take my cycle a few months to get back to "normal" as far as the pain level/flow is concerned. Well, here I am, first cycle. Pain is worse than what my periods were before, but NOTHING compared to having satan's tool of torture in my womb. (That was my pet name for my IUD... some might name theirs something cute like Betsy or Penny, this was what I named mine. STOT for short.) I am optimistic, though, that in a few months I will be back to normal and not camped out on the couch every month. I guess all I can do is take it as a learning experience... a learning experience for what, I don't know. But if I look at it in any other way and sit and think of the months of my life wasted in unnecessary pain I might just start crying, and I feel like I've done enough of that.
Now, having said all that... if you should be happening to consider an IUD, don't take my experience as something that happens to everyone. From what I understand, most women don't have this reaction... but some do. Educate yourself and know what to expect. And the first month if you are in treacherous pain, don't wait thinking it'll get easier... If you can't take it, remove it. Don't waste your time, miss out on Christmas day activities, friends and families events, church, and have everything in your life fall behind. It's just not worth it. I do hope it works out though, because for those who I have talked to that have had them without problems say they are wonderful... :( Oh well.
Edited to add: I don't know what the heck is going on with the formatting on this entry. It irritates me, too, trust me. I didn't do this blindly and not realize I was doing it wrong. I'm giving up on trying to fix it though... Sorry it bugs!
