My Life Changing Experience
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My Life Changing Experience
Sometimes going to the Dr. for a routine checkup can change our lives in an instant. We wake up every day never thinking about the things that can happen to us. My experience was one that I can never forget. I went through pain, sadness, depression, and a whole lot of tears. My whole world stood still for that moment in time. Family was always important to me at a very young age. It was my dream to meet a wonderful man, one day get married, and start a family. That dream would soon come to a halt for what seemed an eternity. In my family all the adults had at least one child; therefore my thinking was that I would definitely have a family of my own one day. Little did I know that my life would soon change.
When I turned eighteen I met my boyfriend Jerry and I knew he was the man I would someday marry. Around this age I began seeing my gynecologist Dr. Gonzalez for my routine checkups. Although he had a strong accent Dr. Gonzalez was the kindest Dr. I ever knew. He would try to make me feel as comfortable as possible whenever I did my yearly procedure. Dr. Gonzalez use to always tell me in a calm low voice “Try to relax ok; its not as bad as you think”. Oh my goodness that was the worst thing he could have ever told me. This was a sensitive issue for me and a man was sitting there telling me it was not so bad. Although I felt like screaming at him I just said “You would not be saying that if you were me right now”.
As I lay on the table I thought about going to meet with my boyfriend and going to the movies, anything to keep my mind off of the procedure. After Dr. Gonzalez was done he told me to come back in a week for my results, but before it was time for me to come back I got a call from him. The Dr. told me to make an appointment to get an ultrasound of my Uterus. “It is important to get an ultrasound done as soon as possible Acarie” he briefly stated with no explanation as to why this ultrasound was so necessary. When I asked him why he seemed to avoid the question by saying it was just routine and he would explain better once he got the results. Immediately I began to worry, what could possibly be wrong I thought. I never felt any symptoms of any kind, sure I stopped at the local McDonalds on occasion, but I was a healthy eighteen years old.
After making my appointment Sheila the receptionist explained that before I came in I would have to drink at least thirty-two ounces of water in order for the procedure to be done. Thirty-two ounces isnt so bad I thought to myself, but it was harder