Most people would have fired their cervix by now. Not me.
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
You'll be fine
My surgery is tomorrow and I find it really interesting that everyone who calls to wish me well utters "you'll be fine." I know I will, but they don't. Only one doctor in the crowd of well wishers -- and I actually believe her when she says "you'll be fine."
Don't get me wrong -- I'm touched by the concern and welcome the good wishes. I just find it interesting that everyone feels like they have to utter those three words.
Finally, this story has a happy ending. I have an incompetent cervix. First, you may wonder what asshole male doctor named this. I wonder too.
An incompetent cervix won't support the weight of a baby. When I was 19 weeks pregnant with a perfect (according to the amnio) little girl my cervix opened up and she was born. She was just too little to survive. We were devastated.
Learning that with my next pregnancy they can place a cerclage -- which basically sews your cervix shut -- we had hope. I got pregnant again, this time with twins. We never got to the cerclage as I miscarried at eight weeks.
In August, 2005 I gave birth to a very healthy, beautiful baby boy. My pregnancy was without complications and the cerclage never had to do its job because my cervix behaved -- so well I had to be induced and ended up having a c-section.
Fast forward a couple of years, I have an amazing son and tried for the better part of a year to get pregnant. Once we'd given up I got pregnant again -- this one ended in a miscarriage. "Not the best obstetrical track record" said my OB. No, indeed.
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