Not for weak stomaches

Get some chips and a shake and get ready to sit down for an uncommon story about a little girl who just wanted to have a little baby.

Once upon a time there was a little (young) girl who had three beautiful, crazy, loud, energetic, hyper, dramatic boys and for some reason she wanted another one. We'll call this young girl Sally to protect her identity. Sally had an IUD put in after her youngest son Harris was born. For those who don't know what an IUD is and dad, its not DUI, it is a device they put in place in your girly parts to protect from conception. This IUD could be left in for up to 7 years or until I, er, Sally would be ready to get it removed.

This started in December when Sally went to get the IUD removed and the doctor could "barely" feel the strings but couldn't get it so he said I would have to go to out patient and have it removed. No worries except the procedure to that was really, really expensive and Sally and her husband....ah....Bruce, didn't have that kind of money so they waited for about a month. January rolls around and Sally goes back in for her yearly check up and asks the doctor to try to find it one more time and he tried but said he needed the scope to see where it was. Sally and Bruce decided to make the appointment for Thursday to have it removed. They went in, doctor went in with the scope and...................... Ah, oh, where is the IUD? Two things could have happened, it either fell out, which out of the 10,000 IUD her doctor has put in this has only happend 4 times and the women noticed OR it went through her uterine wall and was hanging out somewhere it shouldn't which he has only seen happen twice. Pretty crappy odds if you ask me. Poor Sally. They sent her to get a CT right away and there it was, in her abdomine not doing its job. They also found a sist that was a bit large on one of her ovaries so they scheduled surgery for the next day.

The surgery went well, she was knocked out, intibated and all and drugged up. Here is the IUD on some fatty tissue (fatty tissue...surprise, surprise). They also went in for the sist and it was huge, about the size of an orange. The first picture is of the sist itself and then the other four are of it being drained and then gone. It was not cancerous which Sally was very happy about it. She has three incisions and brusing around the belly. They sent her home that night and thought they were done.

Well Sally could not pee, I know, it's gross but she could not go on her own and it was starting to be uncomfortable. She was sent to the emergency room where it had been close to 24 hours since she was able to empty out her bladder and they drained 1 LITER!!! Sent her home and thought great....but think again, she still couldn't go on her own 10 hours later so they went ack to the ER and they went her home with a catheter. You know the kind, the bag that straps to your leg and then all of a sudden its a leg warmer and you know you've gone pee...thats it.

The ending of the story is near, don't worry, I know you're running out of chips and shake. The catheter was taken out yesterday morning and she can go on her own!!! Bruce heard her going and ran in with a sucker and told her how proud he was that should went on the potty...smart alleck!

Sally is very tired and is on three different kinds of meds that make her loopy and sleepy. She can't pick anything up or do much house work but for her is a plus. Feel free to send Sally Chocolates or gummy worms, she would appreciate it! :) Just thought I'd give everyone an update on my dear friend. What women have to go through...its just not fair sometimes.