I'm scared but that's okay💜

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               ⬆️Art Above is NOT Mine⬆️
I am scared and terrified for tomorrow. My ovaries have been screaming a lot lately. Although I am grateful I go in to see my obgyn I am not looking forward to what Dr. Guerro and her medical associates will have to do to me. I know the doctors are taking a good size graph, as well as the annual pap, breastcheck and ultrasound, of course not in that order. With all this bleeding, and it's not once a month anymore. The frequency of flow is just nonstop sometimes and not a consistency or color that it should be. I'm hoping what ever they do to me while I am under the anesthetics it will be quick. Tonight I have to fast. I cant have nothing to eat after 10pm tonight. That, and I have to take it easy with drinking water. Three sips every 30 minutes to an hour. What's the kick in the pants is that I cant have any of my medicine, this includes pain medications. I know the doctor said it's about a 3 hour to 4 hour procedure but I'm just so nervous!😢 To be honest, I'm petrified.😖 I havent had a surgery in about 7 years, give or take. All morning I've been writing poetry on how I feel on several levels. I dont feel comfortable sharing one the poems right now on this blog because it's pretty gory and I dont want to traumatize some readers. I'll post it later but for now I trying my best to relax and get rid of this horrible pain. I wish my doctor would just take both of them. I didn't plan to have kids anyways. Not with these genetics of mine. I hope everyone has a good Monday. I'm gonna try my hardest to keep posting. I'll do best to keep all my followers and readers updated. Till next time, giving lots of love and kind energies to all.💜

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