My Fibroids journey….

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“Mrs. C, the results of your ultra sound did not show a baby, but there are three very small fibroids in the wall of your uterus.”

Whew…this was the news I received from my doctor a year ago. For the first time ever my cycle was irregular and I had extreme breast tenderness, so I was convinced I was pregnant. This news was disappointing to say the least.

I had never heard of fibroids before, but I did know that babies grow in the uterus. What did all of this mean? I wanted to have another baby!

I was standing in the hallway at work trying to regroup. Trying to get my mind in a different gear: fibroid gear instead of baby gear.

I had a lot of questions and she had no answers; this was not her area of specialty she said. This did not sit well: I need information!

But won’t God look out for His babies?

About five minutes earlier a close friend of mine had decided to stop by my desk unexpectedly. She was waiting there after I got off the phone and God said to share the news with her. Come to find out she had battled with this issue twice, to the point of two surgeries, so she was able to give me the information I needed; pointing me to a specialist.

True to form, I went into research overdrive. Reading up on everything I could find about uterine fibroids; thoroughly grossed out by the pictures I was seeing.

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