The Parental Units just celebrated (if you can call it that) 40 years in December. The Paternal Unit came home from Vietnam on Christmas Eve, and they were married on the 27th.
My inlaws had their golden anniversary in October.
Sorry you had to have a histerctomy. My mother, aunt, and grandmother all had one. That is so trippy that your first face-to-face meeting with your husband was while you were in the hospital. And your mother tried to send him away! Wow...
Yes, I can see how the nightgown would have a sentimental significance to you. I'd write mine, but it's much more negative. I can't even remember what I was wearing when I met Mark. But I do remember what I was wearing on one of the worst nights of my life. I never wore that skirt again.
Actually, when my gyno put on her somber "game face" to announce I needed a hysterectomy, I cut her off midsentence and practically shouted "Take it! Take it all! Take it now! How soon can you do it?" I'd had problems pretty much from the moment I hit puberty and she was the first person to take me seriously after twenty years of hell. So I was thrilled to be told I actually *needed* to have a hysterectomy. I'd always *wanted* to have one, but the Maternal Unit just laughed at me and told me I was being overdramatic. One of many instances where it was very empowering to prove her wrong.
I can almost relate. I still have insane PMS (don't they call really bad PMS something else now). I used to have the worst cramps and the most heavy bleeding. I guess it wasn't as bad as your problems though, because I still want my female stuff. I had a polyp taken off once, and had to deal with abnormal pap smears in my twenties from a case of PID that didn't seem to be associated with any STD's they knew of at the time. Things started getting less awful in my late thirties. For awhile there, it was like, Yeast infection, PID, another yeast infection, a bacterial infection, another breakout of PID, a miscarriage, an abortion followed by more PID, and then yeast, yeast, yeast for years. I'm glad the PID was gone by the time I was 24, but the yeast was a problem until my 30's.
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my parents' anniversary is today (sunday). 48 years. wow, you know?
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My inlaws had their golden anniversary in October.
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Yes, I can see how the nightgown would have a sentimental significance to you. I'd write mine, but it's much more negative. I can't even remember what I was wearing when I met Mark. But I do remember what I was wearing on one of the worst nights of my life. I never wore that skirt again.
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