On 9th December, I had a total hysterectomy, and by total, I mean everything. My ovaries, uterus and cervix officially left the building on 9th December 2019, and I was finally able to say good riddance to those useless chunks of childbearing flesh. I guess with two small boys produced, they’ve served me well.

“They had good innings.”

“They had such a full life.”

“It was quick; they didn’t suffer.”

“They’ve gone to a better place.”

I could go on, but to be honest, I like to think of it as death by misadventure. So, let’s not dress it up; my poor womb, ovaries and cervix have certainly been through the mill. I’m now free from pain, discomfort, heavy bleeding, and fatigue from my pesky periods but also my problematic cervix. I’ve also waved farewell to my old gang of tranexamic acid, mefenamic acid, codeine, tramadol, and antibiotics. I will miss you, old friends…