Then I realized if I didn't get it all off my chest, I might explode.
I have said it before, and I'm sure I'll say it again, but Pregnancy and I were just not meant to be BFFs.
This truly saddens me to my core.
(PS, Before anyone freaks out, I am STILL pregnant.)
If you need to catch up, go here
I'll wait, no big....
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Okay, so now that we're all up on the haps, here we go!
As of today, I've made it to 12 weeks.
I had a 2nd ultrasound last week and the baby is Healthy and Busy!
This is the good.
The bad is this-
I finally got some answers on the dodgy pap situation....
Little PSA for a sec, ladies?
Get your Paps regularly!!!
It's so freaking important.
Last year?
My Pap was a clean a whistle.
This year?
Not so much.
Anything can change in a year, you never know. Stay on top of it and get checked!
I found out that I have severe precancerous cells in my cervix.
The technical term is High Grade Squamous Intraepithelial Lesions (HGSIL).
Sounds comforting, right?
As it has been explained to me by my OBGYN--These cells will turn into cancer (if they haven't already) if not removed.
Typically, they would just go in and surgically remove the cells immediately without any real issue....
but the procedure can't be performed on a pregnant woman without killing the baby.
Swell.
Since I can't even be biopsied without jeopardizing the baby's health, my OBGYN will be doing a a colposcopy to determine how invasive the cells are--which will decide whether or not I can wait to deliver the baby and then be treated.
My colposcopy is scheduled for this Thursday. My OBGYN has said that his plan is to wait to treat me until after the birth, unless the results show that the HGSIL has crossed over into cancer territory.
Then we have to make some "decisions."
Read: Terminate the pregnancy
{Further recommended treatment btw? A hysterectomy. Yep.}
I've already have many friends tell me stories of how someone they knew went through the exact same thing, and everything was just fine, but I can't help but be well, terrified.
I watched my mother go through this a t 34. And it wasn't fine. Not at all.
I'm really afraid that it won't be fine.
That as usual, I'll defy statistics and it will be bad...
All I really care about at this point is delivering my child safely and healthily.
If that means I have to forsake my reproductive system, than so be it.
Do I want to be wombless a nd menopausal at 31?
Can't say that I do...
But I would rather be that then have to abort my child.
Cause, guys?
As much as everyone has been trying to dance around it with me?
That's my child in there.
With fingers and toes, and a face.
I've seen the baby move.
If the worst news comes my way and it is actual cancer and not just starter-cancer, and I can do it without killing myself, I will ride the pregnancy out for as long as I possibly can to give my child a chance to live.
I believe strongly in that.
If it means more aggressive treatment for me after the baby is born, than that will be what I have to do.
Because the other option is a death sentence.
Maybe not for me, but one all the same.
People conveniently leave that out a lot.
And to make the choice to "Save Myself" would feel like the worst thing I'd ever done.
Sigh.
But it's going to be fine, right?
Holy fuck, I hope so.
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