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panuccispizza · 1 month
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hey guys!!
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kunigunda · 1 year
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A year ago in April 22, I got my own bilateral salpingectomy :) See the entire comic: Bilateral Salpingectomy by Rosalarian is just a few pages longer, but here's the most info-packed panels.
This was a relatively simple procedure for an outpatient surgery, but a vasectomy is way easier! If you have a penis, no need for any/more kids, and have partners who could possibly get pregnant, please consider getting yourself fixed to protect them from an unwanted pregnancy! More people with penises taking responsibility for birth control can have an incredibly positive impact in these troubled times.
I was lucky to be covered by insurance so I don't know the value of my own salpingectomy. According to some comments and the full-length comic, you can expect the cost in dollars to be like $22,000. Vasectomies on the other hand, I have heard anecdotes for as little as $750 out of pocket.
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eekwinn · 3 months
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🎶🎵Good bye baby tubes day!🎵🎶
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pnw-chaplain · 1 year
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I got sterilization surgery today! AMA
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antichrister · 19 days
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what is it about places here lmao when i asked for my rat Billy's polyp that was removed after surgery the vet was like. hm. nobody's ever asked that :) and todaaaaay i go to talk to a doctor in Dublin (gonna get sterilised this year >:3) and i ask, obviously, if i can have my fallopian tubes after they're removed. and she was like. i have no idea, no one has ever asked me that before.
but anyway after they remove them and then do their tests i might be able to. fingers crossed lol
also she straight up said "it's not very easy to get sterilised in your twenties even if you have 5 kids" but after a chat with the main doctor, they said we can go ahead. she gave a general time of September. that's awesome. im pretty happy. it's also a procedure I'll be able to leave hospital the same day for.
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tubal-facts · 2 years
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Just in case it's ever needed, here's our backup of the list of childfree-friendly doctors.
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fitgothgirl · 8 months
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I officially have a bisalp consult appointment scheduled for 9/22 🤩
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luna--the--moth · 1 year
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I am an author and dumpster fire of a tumblr shitposter and I usually don't make posts like this, but I am making an exception this time because it's something that needs to be said.
If you are female bodied and do not wish to have children in your lifetime, I highly encourage you to look into getting a bilateral salpingectomy. This is a minor surgery with minimal recovery time that is covered by most insurance where your ovarian tubes are removed but all other reproductive organs are intact. It reduces your risk of pregnancy to zero and risk of ovarian cancer to almost nothing.
It is not getting your tubes tied or clamped, it is full tube removal and is permanent and non-reversible.
It can be difficult to get a doctor to perform female sterilization, but many more doctors who were neutral before are being open minded regarding this at the moment due to the current political climate. If you don't want children, I encourage you to do this sooner rather than later in case laws change within the next few years that limits access or attempts to outlaw this procedure.
Due to the added benefit of ovarian cancer chance reduction, it is easier to find a doctor willing to do this surgery than other types of sterilization and it is 100% guaranteed to prevent pregnancy forever unless you go and get IVF implantation intentionally.
If you are low income, when you receive your hospital bill you can apply for financial assistance through the hospitals website and submit your pay stubs and bank statement and often your bill will be forgiven between 75% and 100% (this is possible with most hospital bills actually depending on where you live. But ensure that you do not have a savings account at the same bank as your checking because this often can disqualify you)
You can often call a gynecologist office and ask the receptionist if any of the doctors perform female sterilization before you go, and they won't go into details but you are just asking if a service is able to be provided or not and they can usually answer that. That way you are less likely to waste time and money. Gynos that are stationed in hospitals are more likely to allow it and quickly get it scheduled rather than referrals.
For reference, reddit has lists of doctors in various states who allow anyone 18 and up to get the surgery, but it is not comprehensive and many are not listed so it is worth calling and asking or checking websites.
I know there might be many barriers for people to have access to this, but I wanted to lend some information to anyone feeling afraid by these new anti abortion laws and even some trying to go after birth control. At least I hope this can give you somewhere to start for info.
We are not fucking cattle to be bred and owned
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painted-doe · 2 months
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Surgery went great! I am fully childproofed. Almost no pain, I just feel like I had a good ab workout. My husband is an absolute star, bringing me bubble tea and snacks and rubbing my shoulders and making sure I take my painkillers on schedule. Can I get this done more than once?
Happy to answer DMs from anyone who is considering a bisalp and has questions about the procedure. (Keep in mind I’m in Canada and it was free, so I can’t speak to costs for Americans and others.)
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silverstars87 · 3 months
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Expander fills are done. I’m a 36C now.
71 days until implants & getting my Fallopian tubes out.
They never worked anyway, so byeeeeeee.
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lightandwinged · 1 year
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It’s been a hot minute since I said anything about my life on here bc people just... haven’t been around? I guess? Or maybe I haven’t felt the need to, I don’t know. BUT there are important updates, and I can break them down into three categories:
1. I’m sterile, but this time, it’s on purpose.
2. I have an official diagnosis of fibromyalgia.
3. I’m going to fight God in a Wendy’s parking lot.
Sterility-wise: after Roe got undone in June, I decided that even though the odds of me getting accidentally pregnant are very small, I wanted to make those odds zero. My health is Very Not Good (more on that in a minute), and while emotionally, I’d love to have a fourth kid, it’s just not practical right now. And I didn’t want anyone to control whether or not that happens but me.
So I called my OB-GYN, the one who took care of me through both of my pregnancies, and on October 3, I officially had a bilateral salpingectomy, meaning that my fallopian tubes no longer exist. Ideally, I would’ve kept them in a jar of ether or something for Maximum Creepiness, but that’s also not practical with three kids (two of whom are four-year-old twins), so instead, they were shipped off to pathology and then discarded as medical waste. Before, I couldn’t get pregnant because my body was just a dick. It was still a possibility, but a remote one. Now, though, this one thing is completely in my hands. If I really do want to be pregnant, if Kyle and I decide at some point that we want one or two or six more kids, we’ve got six embryos in storage.
But for now: my body is mine and mine alone. Nobody gets to decide who lives here but me. And that feels really fucking good.
Fibro-wise: about two years ago, I dealt with a major spine injury. Nothing paralyzing, nothing severe, but it left me with permanent nerve damage in my left leg and sent me to the ER in excruciating pain on Thanksgiving Day (definitely my worst Thanksgiving, 0/10, I want a refund). Calling it traumatic is severely understating the matter; any time I feel the slightest twinge in my back or left side nowadays, I have to talk myself down from panicking that it’s starting all over again.
Worse, I couldn’t get any of it treated because of insurance bullshit. Kyle’s company laid him off around the beginning of the pandemic, and then his new job laid him off exactly a week before I was due to have the surgery that would have solved my issue entirely. I lost my insurance, and the hospital didn’t want to accidentally have me foot the bill for it, so the surgery got put off and put off and canceled. By the time Kyle found his current (and very excellent) job and got on their insurance, the spine issue had technically resolved itself, but not before leaving me with zero feeling in a lot of areas of my left leg and with a foot that likes to cramp up randomly because it’s a little slow to get the nerve signals that it’s time to move a certain way. It’s awesome.
Shortly after the injury itself, I found myself getting really tired, really easily. I was also in a lot more pain than usual, and all the doctors I saw had different thoughts about what was causing it. I saw a sleep therapist and got on a CPAP, but her diagnosis was ultimately “bad at sleep schedule.” I talked to my primary, but her diagnosis was something along the lines of “fat also drinks soda.” BUT to my primary’s credit, she did get me a referral to a rheumatologist (even though she said, “it’s probably your diet. Have you considered cutting out carbs?”).
The rheumatologist did easily one of the more painful examinations of my life. She poked and prodded and pushed and pressed, and when it was all said and done, I’d apparently demonstrated pain in all of the areas necessary for a fibromyalgia diagnosis.
Fibromyalgia, essentially, is a disorder of the nerves. It typically happens after a physical or mental trauma, and it results in the brain misinterpreting every signal sent to it by every nerve as pain.There are a whole bunch of therapies available--some with more evidence behind them than others, some more accessible than others--but there’s no cure. It’s essentially a diagnosis of “you can do things to make things a little easier on yourself, but as of now, you’re going to be in pain the rest of your life.”
Which is neat.
So I’ve been processing that. On practical levels, I feel somewhat like I’ve been given permission to give myself a small break. No, I can’t do the things that I used to do, but I also didn’t used to have this condition that makes my everything hurt all the time and, gloriously, makes it so that NSAIDs and other pain relievers are more sugar pills than anything else. I don’t beat myself up as badly anymore when I look around at my messy house because I’m like... okay, it’s not just having twins and depression and no time. It’s having twins and depression and no time AND EVERYTHING FUCKING HURTS. And in that vein, too, I don’t feel terribly bad about renting a wheelchair for our Disney trip later this year OR about ordering a handicap placard from the state.
There’s also some vindication in that fibromyalgia isn’t caused or worsened by a lot of things that you, personally, can do. It can get easier to bear with exercise (essentially, you’re pointing out to your brain that pain is not the correct sensation here, so we can still walk and function), but it affects people of all walks of life in roughly the same way. It’s annoying as fuck, but I feel vindicated that no, this is not my fault.
BUT the biggest emotion is just... grief, I guess. Something is fucked up about my body, and it’s not a fixable thing at this point in time. I can do a lot by myself, but there’s also a lot I can’t do by myself, and that leaves me more than a little dependent on my family and friends for everything, and I do not like that. I was hoping that when the doctor checked me out, she’d say that I had RA or OA or something that’s inflammatory because at least then, I could look into anti-inflammatory treatments, but no. This is a pain disorder where anything inflammatory-related is completely irrelevant.
And I’m mourning because I hoped that it was something that I could easily reduce the pain about. There are nights I can’t sleep because I’m so uncomfortable and there are days when I can’t write or use my computer because my fingers hurt so much. And I’m moving into a treatment plan (after we get back from Disney because I literally do not have time for anything right now), but it’s still like. Ugh. UGH.
I feel unworthy of anyone. I’ve been flirting a lot more lately, and I’ve been pursuing some things casually, but I also feel like there’s never a real chance for anyone who doesn’t already love me to love me because I’m pretty damaged goods. And YES I know this is not intellectually honest of me and that I wouldn’t even dream of saying those things to someone else I know dealing with this, but it’s not always easy to turn off that spiral when it starts.
Which leads me to...
Fighting God: Ages and ages ago, I wrote a big long treatise here about my religious history, but the tl;dr is that I’m nonreligious/vaguely witchy. I’m a pastor’s kid, grew up all gung-ho about the whole thing, but gradually, it all slipped away. I was content with that, and up until recently, I wasn’t really mad about anything with the church because, hey, not my thing but whatever. At worst, following 2016, I was kind of :| at all the people in my life who weren’t considering how their actions affect others, but I was willing to give people the benefit of the doubt.
Not anymore.
In late August, I lost someone to cancer. He was someone who meant a lot to me for most of my life, and we met through church theater things. In a way, he was a sort of last tie back to that life--I built an imaginary life around him when I was a teenager, loved him like crazy. They say that you truly become an adult when you realize who “Landslide” is about for you, and for me, it was about him.
Anyway, he died of cancer, which is awful in and of itself. The church that we’d both been part of had this big fucking spectacle planned around his death and were thanking God for his death in the “at least he’s not in pain anymore” sense, which I found kind of sick. Like God put the goddamn tumor there, why would you thank God for literally any of the situation?
But THEN I found out that he had refused conventional treatment in favor of alternative bullshit, like he wanted some sort of miraculous “and then I had my scan and the cancer was just GONE and the doctors couldn’t explain it!” cure or he was anti-science or whatever the fuck. He refused conventional treatment until this past summer, and then he had surgery and it became apparent that, no, God had not chosen to do things bombastically, but by that point, it was too late. He died of a cancer that could have been easily fixed, had it not been for his faith, and that disgusts me.
Add my fibro diagnosis to that--because it’s treatable but not fixable--and I am very put out with God in general. And yes, we can obviously go into volumes of bullshit the church does anyway that I’ve always hated, and I’ve never been happy about any of it, but now I’m fucking pissed. Anti-Christian, anti-god, anti-whatever. And maybe that’s 3edgy5me, but anger is part of the grieving process, and I’m enjoying it far more than I enjoy when the anger fades for a minute and I can’t do anything but sit there and cry.
(yes, I am seeing my therapist about this, and we’re working through it, slowly but surely)
So there we go. My update. I’ll post pictures of the kids later.
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maybebecomingms · 4 months
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surgiversary part 3
December 30th, 2023
Yesterday I celebrated 3 years since my bilateral salpingectomy, or removal of both fallopian tubes as a means of permanent birth control. It tends to be more effective than tubal ligation because the tubes cannot "heal" when they are no longer in there at all.
I never could describe how much having this done meant to me. I don't think I can now. Being in a body that could become pregnant filled me with terror and dread.
I always said that I knew when I scheduled the procedure that I was basically signing off on the end of my marriage. People thought that eerie and a self-fulfilling prophecy. And it probably was.
But other people weren't there in my home, day in and day out, to know that my only real value at that time was in my potential to reproduce. My only real value was in that "someday" when I'd finally give in and have a baby. I'd always known I never wanted that day to come and it wasn't going to change, so in the meantime I prayed to god for infertility, obsessed over contraceptive sabotage, and made secret abortion pacts - who would quietly help me if it happened without telling anyone.
And on December 29th, 2020, all of that came to an end and I couldn't have been more relieved.
I'm at my partner's house for the weekend and we went out for a nice meal last night. There was a busy toddler in the adjacent booth who kept climbing around his family, pressing himself against the plexiglass between us, and waving at me. He was cute enough, and I waved back at first, but I wasn't about to do that all night. I was worried he'd get upset after I stopped and then his parents would be upset with me, but fortunately that never happened.
It was a nice little reinforcement that I made the right decision. No regrets!
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eekwinn · 3 months
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Percocet (oxycodone + tylenol) doesn't do anything for me lol
Tylenol PM packs more punch than this!
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sometimesraven · 9 months
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Does anyone have resources on the potential effects of each type of hysterectomy in puberty? Specifically the medical effects, not the emotional.
I'm especially interested in learning about the effects a total hysterectomy with salpingo-oophorectomy (where they remove the whole-ass thing including the ovaries) might have on a teenager.
DISCLAIMER: This is for writing research, not some weird TERF shit, before anyone gets any ideas.
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hoshikostar · 10 months
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I thought you were supposed to hurt more after a laparoscopic surgery. So far the most painful bit has been me trying to clear my throat without using my diaphragm.
Maybe I'm just used to pain? I'm at a 1 or 2 and that's only when I do the initial action of standing or sitting.
There's a tiny stabbing pain every few hours for about 2 seconds about where I'd say the fallopian tubes USED to be, but that's really all.
Anyone else not have that much pain or is my tolerance just abnormally high? It's day 1 after surgery btw.
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stellahasarrived · 2 years
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For anyone here who knows for sure they don’t want kids! I know a lot of info about bilateral salpingectomies, tubals and recently vasectomies. I can answer a lot of questions on the subject and tell you how to get one as smoothly as possible with minimal: “BUt WHaT If YOU ChAnGe YOUR MiND” attached. 
I see a lot going down and want to help where I can, and I’ve researched this since my early teens years, when I knew for sure I never wanted any kids! So ask me anything and I’ll do my best to answer. I would have loved to have someone lay it out easily for me, so I figured I’d give back by doing that for others. It’s small, but I feel it’s a more immediate way for especially the ladies that feel strongly about the whole kid thing to take their power back. 
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