Sung To The Tune of "The Brady Bunch"

Here's the story,
of a great big uterus,
that was causing some discomfort to this chick.
All of it was self-contained, but rather full,
it made the chick look fat.

Here's the story,
of a great big tumor,
that was hanging out in this fat chick's abodomen,
she was bloated, all of the time, and sometimes had the runs.

Til the one day when the doctor said "enough now"
and told the chick she had to make a choice
either hysterectomy or U.A.E.
And so she raised her voice...

That tumor's lunch, that tumor's lunch
and that's the way U.A.E. gave it the crunch.

Comments

Unknown said…
Gloria, I never miss you in FW Reader, which IMHO kicks WhatzUp's ass. But anyway, I read about your fibroid situation there and I want to tell ya ... don't fear the hysterectomy!

Now I don't know how old you are, maybe kids are in your future. But at 36 I had a fibroid the size of an egg and had an endometrial ablation. Three years later it had returned and was the size of a cantaloupe/six month pregnancy. I was damn sure done having kids and the hysterectomy was the best thing I ever did. No more periods EVER. I still have my ovaries so no instant menopause. I think every woman should have a visit from the Hysterectomy Fairy!

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