See Ya Later, Ovulator!

There's no way to sugarcoat this, so here goes. For those of you who have known me for awhile, you might know that when I was about 23 (10 years ago, wowzers!) I had a little scare with some "lady cancer". My treatment was successful and I've had no issues...until now. So that's a pretty ominous introduction and I'm sorry for that...the good news? I do NOT have cancer. Yaaaaaaay! The bad news? Even when it's not cancer, your bits can still turn into little backstabbing murders if you're not careful. You raise them, you feed them, you nurture them...ungrateful little bastards. But I digress. Apparently, it's me or my reproductive organs. And if you know me at all you know I'm not planning on using them for any sort of production, re- or otherwise...So I'll be getting a hysterectomy in January. 2 months before I turn 34. This part is important- I'm not sad. This is not a life changer for me. I know this news is a challenge for people, it's a feeling and a fear that hits close to home. Facing a hysterectomy takes away something that a lot of women find to be one of their most beautiful human privileges. I get it. That's just never been in my cards. I AM a little scared. It's a major surgery. It's a long time for me to ask for people to take care of me. It's a long recovery time even after I don't need supervision. It's a lot of time away from work. I won't be allowed to drive for months. All of my insides are gonna slide and slosh around, I imagine a ziploc bag full of soup. (I'm not a gynecologist, I'm just assuming here. You can't take a bunch of shit out and just expect that there will be an empty space there forever!) So here we are. Talking about my female reproductive organs and the space they're going to leave in my midsection once they're evacuated. And not over dinner or drinks or anything. Sorry about that. Getting to the point! Even with my fantastic insurance I still have quite a bit of my medical cost that I'll have to pay out of pocket. I'll also be out for work for awhile. While I'm out of work I'll still have to pay all of my bills, which is hard enough to do while I'm working all my jobs, haha! It looks like to get me into surgery and keep me sustained 6-8 weeks afterwards for recovery I'll need $4200. That includes my surgery deductible, anesthesiologist, prescriptions, rent, health insurance (becomes self paid on medical leave), power, food, phone, bookie, Netflix...all of it. My parents are fantastic and some of the most amazing and supportive people in the world, but that's a lot of money for them. For us. It's a lot of money for most people. That being said it's not going to hurt my feelings if you don't have the want or ability to donate to this. Any little bit helps, it seemed like this was a great option for two reasons- 1) I won't have to tell every single one of my friends that I'm having this done because DAMN that's a heavy conversation and 2) Literally anything will help, and as they say it never hurts to ask. (Embarrasses? Maybe. Hurts? No...) I may go through and do "kickstarter" style levels for donation, but for now I just want to get this out there. Thanks in advance for reading all that and being a part of my life.