June 17-21, 2015
My college roommates and I go to Myrtle Beach every year for our annual girls trip and reunion. It’s a weekend of sunshine, drinking, yoga pants, and eating. It’s a weekend to just destress. We stay at my girl friend’s family condo – literally just 50 feet from the sand. Usually it’s a 4-day weekend of eating and drinking like crap, and getting sunburned while reading smut magazines and catching up on what’s going on in each of our lives.
For the sake of any male readers out there, I’m putting this up front: I’m about to talk about periods. My period specifically.
Thankfully, I wasn’t on my period for this trip. Sand plus tampons don’t go together. End. Of. Story. My period literally ended just a coupe days before. However, something weird happened with my last menstrual cycle and I was not sure if it would happen again. In May, just a few days after my period ended, I had these really sharp shooting pains. I couldn’t really breathe because the pain was so bad and I felt super nauseous. All I could do was cry because the pain was so bad. The pain was definitely in my ovary area and consistent for a couple days to the point where I had to take an Advil or Ibuprofen every 3.5-4 hours. It was so bizarre. I had never had a painful period in my life. Usually my periods were light, pain-free, and hormonal-free. I’d say 11 out of 12 times in the year my husband can never tell if I’m on my period – emotionally speaking of course. So, I just brushed that pain off and thought maybe this is what other women mean when they say they get “cramps” during their periods when not on birth control.
Well… it happened. Again. I woke up Friday morning on my vacation – early. Like 630AM early screaming in my head every curse word I could come up with in my vocabulary. I swear a lightning bolt literally just struck my ovaries. I consider myself to have a pretty high tolerance of pain, but lets be honest, this type of pain is NOTHING I’ve ever experienced. I began hyperventilating, and curled myself into fetal position. Again, the pain was coming from my ovary area. I couldn’t breath. All I could do was cry. Suddenly, I bolted it for the bathroom. Next thing I know I’m vomiting up nothing but my stomach acid. I walked towards the other bedroom of the condo hunched over and woke up one of the girls to see if she had some sort of pain medicine. THANK GOD she had Advil. I took it, but then 10 minutes later I found myself bolting it to the bathroom again only to vomit and dry-heave nothing. It took about 45 minutes before the medicine kicked in, but for those long 45 minutes all I did was cry… and cry… and cry in fetal position. I thought for a few minutes that maybe the girls needed to take me to the hospital. The pain was truly indescribable.
I had no idea what could cause this pain. One of the girls (hilariously) suggested maybe I was ovulating. (YEA. RIGHT.) Another one of my girl friends suggested maybe it was my appendix. We had no idea what was occurring, but we were so close to a trip to the hospital.
For the rest of the trip I took Advil every 4 hours because I could feel the pain coming and I didn’t want to not enjoy this trip at all. But truth is, I was miserable this entire trip. I tried so hard to hide it from the girls so I wouldn’t spoil their weekend or have them worry about me. Not only was I miserable with this pain in my ovary area, but I was miserable trying to hobble around with this stupid boot on my foot. The boot was the most annoying thing ever, and here I am trying to walk on the sand with a stupid plastic boot on my fractured foot.
This ovary pain wasn’t normal. I decided that as soon as I get home, I’d call my OBGYN first thing Monday morning. The pain was obviously coming from my ovary area so I didn’t bother calling my primary care. Plus I noticed a pattern with these two cycles that the pain was just a couple days after my period ended. A part of me is hoping that this pain really is nothing and maybe this is normal with a menstrual cycle without birth control. But another part of me is hoping this is our answer as to why JM and I have been unable to conceive.