Today was my appointment. On one level, it was terrifying. On another, it was almost funny. Reminded me of my SIP.
Vagina talk ahead. Proceed at your own caution.
Got stoned before I went so that I would be calm. They were 10 minutes late in bringing me back. The nurse then informed me that I would need to produce a urine sample. I informed her that I had produced one just before I left my house, and I didn't expect a re-run anytime soon. She explained that they needed to run a pregnancy screen, just to be safe. I explained that a) I haven't had sex in 6 weeks, b) I've had my period since then, c) I was on the pill. She still asked for me to try, and I tried for 15 minutes, crying. They finally gave up and brought me into the procedure room. I continued to cry, and explained to the nurse that I was scared but I didn't have anyone out here to hold my hand. She and the doctor were very nice, very gentle, but I kept freaking out. Then I had to put my feet in the stirrups and lie back. I continued to cry. They aimed and focused this microscope and all of a sudden I saw my cervix on the moniter, and I stopped crying. I watched as they took a biopsy from the upper left part of my cervix. When they shut the moniter off, I started crying again, and didn't stop until after I got home and threw up.
Cramping prevented me from going to class. I didn't realize there would be effects in the immediate hours afterwards, and I was in no shape to go anywhere.
The biopsy results will have to confirm this, but she said it was probably a mild change in precancerous cells. If that's the case, I could either ignore it and hope it clears up, or freeze them off. Regardless, I now have to get Paps every 4 months instead of once a year.