OLD PLUMBING
I am now in my Mid Thirtys, and can plainly see Fourty in the distance. In just the last week or so, I've come to a new conclusion. My Old, Female Organs, are on the fritz again. It seems that, once again I'm in a lot of pain. Not to worry though, I hope. I've been down this road before. I suffered from Endometriosis previously, in 1990. The symptoms are exactly the same. Although, that was 15 years ago. Unlike a lot of women, it didn't effect my ability to have children. My son will be 12 years old in March. However, this could be all together different this time. It could be something else. Something a lot more serious, and scarier. I found myself on the phone yesterday, consulting with two of my female friends. I have to find a new O.B/GYN. Honestly, this is something that can't be ignored. Married women, in a monogomus relationship don't seem to stay on top of getting their yearly exams. I am, one who is truly guilty of this. It hasn't been that important becasue, my Husband had a vasectomy in 1998. Which also meant that, I didn't need Birth Control anymore. That and, my child bearing years are long gone.
Not because I can't have any more children. It's just that, I chose not after I turned 30 years old. I had made this conscious decision a long time ago. Whatever children that I had had given birth to at 30, was going to be all of the children that I had. Also divorce, tends to make those decisions for you that way. Again, be careful what you wish for. When I was much younger and in my first marriage, I decided that I wanted three boys. Well, I got three boys. I just didn't give birth to all three of them. I tell everyone that, I had one son, and acquired two more. Two more meaning, my Step- Sons. Almost all of the glory, and no stretch marks. I'm sure that their Mother would appreciate that. Seriously, that poor women must look like a road map. She's had two more children since then. That's disgusting, I don't want to think about that. Although, to each his own.
So today, I'll be on the phone. Deciding who I will place in chrage of my Uterous and all that entails. I know... a little too much information. Although, that's exactly what today's post was. Too much information. Maybe you should have skipped ahead to the next Blog. Not exactly what you wanted to be reading about while drinking your coffee huh? Never-the-less, that seems to be my life's theme. Nothing that you want to discuss at the dinner table. That's just life my friend! It's just simply gross at times. Well actually... most of the time. Then when you add the whole female aspect to it. Well, I'm not even going to get into all of that this early. You get the gist? So... I'll keep ya'll posted.
I am now in my Mid Thirtys, and can plainly see Fourty in the distance. In just the last week or so, I've come to a new conclusion. My Old, Female Organs, are on the fritz again. It seems that, once again I'm in a lot of pain. Not to worry though, I hope. I've been down this road before. I suffered from Endometriosis previously, in 1990. The symptoms are exactly the same. Although, that was 15 years ago. Unlike a lot of women, it didn't effect my ability to have children. My son will be 12 years old in March. However, this could be all together different this time. It could be something else. Something a lot more serious, and scarier. I found myself on the phone yesterday, consulting with two of my female friends. I have to find a new O.B/GYN. Honestly, this is something that can't be ignored. Married women, in a monogomus relationship don't seem to stay on top of getting their yearly exams. I am, one who is truly guilty of this. It hasn't been that important becasue, my Husband had a vasectomy in 1998. Which also meant that, I didn't need Birth Control anymore. That and, my child bearing years are long gone.
Not because I can't have any more children. It's just that, I chose not after I turned 30 years old. I had made this conscious decision a long time ago. Whatever children that I had had given birth to at 30, was going to be all of the children that I had. Also divorce, tends to make those decisions for you that way. Again, be careful what you wish for. When I was much younger and in my first marriage, I decided that I wanted three boys. Well, I got three boys. I just didn't give birth to all three of them. I tell everyone that, I had one son, and acquired two more. Two more meaning, my Step- Sons. Almost all of the glory, and no stretch marks. I'm sure that their Mother would appreciate that. Seriously, that poor women must look like a road map. She's had two more children since then. That's disgusting, I don't want to think about that. Although, to each his own.
So today, I'll be on the phone. Deciding who I will place in chrage of my Uterous and all that entails. I know... a little too much information. Although, that's exactly what today's post was. Too much information. Maybe you should have skipped ahead to the next Blog. Not exactly what you wanted to be reading about while drinking your coffee huh? Never-the-less, that seems to be my life's theme. Nothing that you want to discuss at the dinner table. That's just life my friend! It's just simply gross at times. Well actually... most of the time. Then when you add the whole female aspect to it. Well, I'm not even going to get into all of that this early. You get the gist? So... I'll keep ya'll posted.
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