I had an appointment with Dr. Jim Albin today – the same obstetrician / gynecologist that delivered my preemie twins over 15 years ago. I gave the nurse this web address to read Macy and Mallory’s story, and realized I have no current pics of my million dollar miracle babies on here. And none in my purse either. What kind of doting mother am I? So, here is a picture taken at the twins’ confirmation on Palm Sunday this year. And you get to see my shining face as well.
The twins looked identical at birth, except for Macy had bigger feet. They were in separate sacs, but shared a placenta, so doctors said they could either be identical or fraternal. Seeing them now, they are definitely fraternal! Both girls have always been “short and skinny” for their age, but Mallory (shown right) is the taller and thinner one of the two. And their demeanors are complete opposites!
So I haven’t been feeling well lately and have been experiencing abdominal pelvic pain. I’m sure I’ve met my insurance deductible* just on running various tests (my pesky gallbladder wasn’t the culprit after all). Today Dr. Albin diagnosed me with a uterine fibroid tumor in the wall of my uterus. Couple that with polycystic ovarian disease, abdominal free fluid, endometrial hyperplasia, yadda yadda yadda, and the only sure-fire treatment is a total hysterectomy. I’m scheduled for surgery on June 22nd.
I know I’m still in child-bearing years at age 36, but I also know I don’t want any more biological children. Heck, raising the four I have now alone has been stressful enough! And with my oldest now off to college, my baby making days are over! Miss Tatym was quite estatic that she will forever be “my baby”. And I will not miss the way-too-heavy menstrual periods that I’ve had the past five years. Here’s wishing myself a speedy recovery to get on with my life!