April 7, 1997
On this day, fifteen glorious, tampon-free years ago, I had my hysterectomy.
Hallelujah! Can I get an amen?
What could possibly top that?
Hmmm…..
Ehhh….maybe later.
April 7, 1997
On this day, fifteen glorious, tampon-free years ago, I had my hysterectomy.
Hallelujah! Can I get an amen?
What could possibly top that?
Hmmm…..
Ehhh….maybe later.
Congratulations and Happy Hysterectomy Day! Many happy returns; if you find any leftover tampons, send them my way…
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Thanks, Jennifer! I don’t think I have any lying around but if I did I hear they make great cat toys.
Thanks for stopping by—y’all come back!
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We both have a shelf of “I’ll read these when I have my hysterectomy” books. Sadly, and alas, we’ve each gotten past that point of time and place without the 6 weeks off for recovery reading time. Some of those books are now outdated, some will never be read at all. Our next best guess for those shelves are with the “when we retire” books. Here’s hoping.
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Wow, I wish I’d had 6 weeks recovery time. I foolishly went back to work after a little over 2 weeks, and then was sidelined for a week by a suture abscess. The doctor I worked for should have given me more time, but he wasn’t big on employee “perks.” You didn’t call in sick—you called in dead.
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When my mother was in the hospital to have a hysterectomy in 1974, a friend asked me, “Why’s your mom in the hospital?” I said, “She’s getting spade.” I was such a sensitive daughter … Congrats on your 15-year anniversary and may you have many more (uh, anniversaries — not hysterectomies).
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In our household, everyone has been either spayed or neutered, so that’s not a bad position to be in. I’ll take a witty daughter any day instead of an overly sensitive one. lol
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Hysterectomy Day coinciding with Easter? Trying not to think too hard about what that means… but i’m sure “eggs” are the common denominator!
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As long as that sucker isn’t resurrected, I’m happy!
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Love it….oh god, EGGS! BahahahahH!
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Oh my gosh, I don’t even remember birthdays! That must have been one happy occasion. Congratulations on your loss!
That is one strange-looking cat!
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Twenty-eight years ago for me. Once I recovered from the surgery (never get a hysterectomy at an Air Force Base hospital), I woke up every morning thinking, “Dang, I feel good this morning! So, this is what men feel like!”
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Ripping it out was the best thing I ever did! AMEN!!!!!
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