This was like a dress rehearsal for having a baby, which is very ironic, of course.
They had drop-in time today and we went for it since my period was almost over, which is a perfect time to insert an IUD. It's because uterus is more open and welcoming. And because you're most probably not pregnant. And also because if you're kinda having your period anyway, you can't tell the fresh blood from the menstrual goo.
Anyway. I didn't take any painkiller in advance, dumb of me. We were a crowd in the room, me, Stangel (holding my hand), the gyno and a nurse who was studying to specialise in gynecology. The insertion of the IUD itself wasn't a big deal, pain-wise, but first they had to open my cervix up, and that was instant cramps. Overally, the insersion part went well, I could sit up immediately without getting dizzy. A minute later, however, when I was getting dressed, everything started spinning and my head grew heavy.
On our way out of the building, my only goal in life was to find a pharmacy and buy ibuprofen anything. We did and then we somehow managed to get to a café and I spent the following twenty minutes trying not to pass out. The pain was so tricky. Not that it didn't hurt, it did, but the pain itself wasn't that bad. It was within my can-handle-it range. It's just that my legs couldn't really carry me and keeping my eyes open was something that required conscious action and the world was spinning and/or double. Normally, I would've crawled home, but I had a Very Important thing to do, so I sat in the cafe until the painkiller kicked in and killed the pain, mostly (some of the diziness didn't disappear, though). And now I'll go to sleep and I hope I don't wake up from OMG PAIN and OMG BLOOD.
So now I have a IUD and good advice for you - first painkiller, then IUD.
Today's Wolfmorgenthaler. "Are you sure this is the right way?"