turtlemoon
Bronze Member
After being sexually assaulted 6 months ago Inwas really nervous about going in for a pap smear, and also decided an IUD would be the best option for me. I was scared out of my wits, but the benefits of this particular IUD outweighed that. I have decent insurance, but dis not feel comfortable going to my regular male doctor. Instead, I went to a clinic that I have over a decade of experience with.
I told them what had happened to me, that I had a regular doctor but there because of trust issues. That I have never been pregnant, and was scared. The doctor assured me she would talk me through the process and it would be quick.
Well, she didn't and it wasn't. She had a heck of a time getting the IUD in, and kept having to use sounding rods to try to open things up. It was extremely painful, and during this she stopped telling me what was up during... a few times I heard her muttering about my cervix not opening and needing to try some other tool to force it. So, lying there holding this other clinician's hand, not sure what is happening, hurting like mad and crying, I try to be brave and carry on. She did ask a couple times if I wanted to stop, but I was determined to keep going.
Eventually, gets to the point that the pain is more intense than anything I had ever felt. I had no idea what she was doing, and thought it was still just her trying to get my cervix to open. Pain worse than all my sexual assaults combined, this is after 30 minutes on the table, 20 minutes of messing with my cervix, and my mind flashed back completely. All of a sudden, the nurse holding my hand became in my mind a hand pinning me down. I had intense flashbacks of years of trauma, everything. I wailed for her to stop. And she did. Which hey, that is good.... but then after and I mean immediately after and before she even bothered removing the speculum she tells me how she had just gotten the IUD in, and that she only needed 30 seconds for the tool to release and it would have been over. I was shocked.... like, she couldn't have told me it was the IUD? Couldn't have given me a moment to prepare for what was to come? Couldn't have communicated that it was almost over, and asked if I had another 30 seconds left in me?
I broke down even harder. I am uninsurable if the ACA's bit about preexisting conditions gets canned. My PTSD is such that I havent been able to leave the house out of fear, let alone work and I have no idea how long my coverage will hold out or if I will be able to go back. My periods have always required hormonal BC to keep them from being horrific, and with my current issues I forget the pill constantly and it messes my body up. Oh yeah, and I get psychosomatic pain in my genitals and rectal area as a weird flashback symptom, and it totally ruins my entire day... the IUD would have lessened my menstrual symptoms, which are especially hard for me now after the assault. 2 weeks now of cervical cramps, and no IUD to show for it.
Lying there after on that table, I was utterly consumed with the most intense self loathing I have ever felt. 30 more seconds. Half a minute. It was as if my mind and body had yet again failed me. Just another stark reason why I can never trust either again. She tried to assure me nothing was wrong, that my anatomy was fine and that I didn't need to be concerned over tears of perforations. She totally missed the point.
Then, I find out after the fact that for women like myself who have never had children, most doctors prescribe medication that dilates the cervix, and local anesthetics are often used as well. I did call afterwards and found that this clinic doesn't offer either, but.... they knew my history. Knew I had alternate healthcare options. And yet... they didn't talk to me about it?? I feel like they did a rush job and didnt take the time to provide good counsel...
And now, I doubt my insurance will pay for another one. I told one of my friends with an IUD about this and her jaw dropped. Even after having 2 kids, she was given a prescription dilation drug. Hers was less than a 10 minute ordeal.
I ended up crying on that damn table nearly an hour. Then drove around until I couldn't and found some street to park and bawl my eyes out in waiting for my partner to get off work. I missed my therapy session that evening. When I do get to sleep I sleep heavily and seldom remember dreams, but that night I had nightmares so intense I woke myself up screaming.
I realize my PTSD makes this so much worse, and that that part isnt the clinics fault. I do not know how much if any I can blame on the clinic or if this is just another thing were I and I alone have to carry the blame. Maybe I should talk to them, I hate even complaining here because this organization means the world to me. But oh my god... this is right up there as a trauma incident in my psyche and I just do not know what to do. Last night I wrote about one of my assaults on here... writing about this was so much worse and made me bawl.
I told them what had happened to me, that I had a regular doctor but there because of trust issues. That I have never been pregnant, and was scared. The doctor assured me she would talk me through the process and it would be quick.
Well, she didn't and it wasn't. She had a heck of a time getting the IUD in, and kept having to use sounding rods to try to open things up. It was extremely painful, and during this she stopped telling me what was up during... a few times I heard her muttering about my cervix not opening and needing to try some other tool to force it. So, lying there holding this other clinician's hand, not sure what is happening, hurting like mad and crying, I try to be brave and carry on. She did ask a couple times if I wanted to stop, but I was determined to keep going.
Eventually, gets to the point that the pain is more intense than anything I had ever felt. I had no idea what she was doing, and thought it was still just her trying to get my cervix to open. Pain worse than all my sexual assaults combined, this is after 30 minutes on the table, 20 minutes of messing with my cervix, and my mind flashed back completely. All of a sudden, the nurse holding my hand became in my mind a hand pinning me down. I had intense flashbacks of years of trauma, everything. I wailed for her to stop. And she did. Which hey, that is good.... but then after and I mean immediately after and before she even bothered removing the speculum she tells me how she had just gotten the IUD in, and that she only needed 30 seconds for the tool to release and it would have been over. I was shocked.... like, she couldn't have told me it was the IUD? Couldn't have given me a moment to prepare for what was to come? Couldn't have communicated that it was almost over, and asked if I had another 30 seconds left in me?
I broke down even harder. I am uninsurable if the ACA's bit about preexisting conditions gets canned. My PTSD is such that I havent been able to leave the house out of fear, let alone work and I have no idea how long my coverage will hold out or if I will be able to go back. My periods have always required hormonal BC to keep them from being horrific, and with my current issues I forget the pill constantly and it messes my body up. Oh yeah, and I get psychosomatic pain in my genitals and rectal area as a weird flashback symptom, and it totally ruins my entire day... the IUD would have lessened my menstrual symptoms, which are especially hard for me now after the assault. 2 weeks now of cervical cramps, and no IUD to show for it.
Lying there after on that table, I was utterly consumed with the most intense self loathing I have ever felt. 30 more seconds. Half a minute. It was as if my mind and body had yet again failed me. Just another stark reason why I can never trust either again. She tried to assure me nothing was wrong, that my anatomy was fine and that I didn't need to be concerned over tears of perforations. She totally missed the point.
Then, I find out after the fact that for women like myself who have never had children, most doctors prescribe medication that dilates the cervix, and local anesthetics are often used as well. I did call afterwards and found that this clinic doesn't offer either, but.... they knew my history. Knew I had alternate healthcare options. And yet... they didn't talk to me about it?? I feel like they did a rush job and didnt take the time to provide good counsel...
And now, I doubt my insurance will pay for another one. I told one of my friends with an IUD about this and her jaw dropped. Even after having 2 kids, she was given a prescription dilation drug. Hers was less than a 10 minute ordeal.
I ended up crying on that damn table nearly an hour. Then drove around until I couldn't and found some street to park and bawl my eyes out in waiting for my partner to get off work. I missed my therapy session that evening. When I do get to sleep I sleep heavily and seldom remember dreams, but that night I had nightmares so intense I woke myself up screaming.
I realize my PTSD makes this so much worse, and that that part isnt the clinics fault. I do not know how much if any I can blame on the clinic or if this is just another thing were I and I alone have to carry the blame. Maybe I should talk to them, I hate even complaining here because this organization means the world to me. But oh my god... this is right up there as a trauma incident in my psyche and I just do not know what to do. Last night I wrote about one of my assaults on here... writing about this was so much worse and made me bawl.