Mittelschmerz

WARNING: Men might be grossed out about this topic, so don’t read if it squicks you! Also, children should not read this post either. But I don’t believe any are following me. Lol.

This has nothing to do with Epilepsy, which might surprise you, since everything I post is mostly about Epilepsy or TV shows. A few weeks ago, I was diagnosed with something called Mittelshmerz. Before the day I was diagnosed, I woke up around 12:00 PM with pain radiating throughout my stomach, my sides, and parts of my lower back. I felt like sobbing. I walked over to my parents room, and I shook my mom awake and said I wasn’t feeling good, and that I was hurting everywhere. My mom gave me some medication, and I thought that was that. But it wasn’t. I woke up three more times, couldn’t find a good enough position to sleep in, and gave up at 9:00 AM. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and told my mom that I had to go the ER. I felt like an elephant was sitting on my Uterus and wouldn’t get off. I could also compare it to ten period cramps.  I thought I had kidney stones, because I remembered how my dad’s face looked when he had them (I looked very similar to how he looked when he was in pain), and I had to wait in the ER room for almost an hour because they took my pee. (Good thing I can pee on command) and they told me that I didn’t have an urinary infection. Which was good, but also bad. They then had a nice friendly doctor come in and probe my stomach; he thought I had Appendicitis, and then he prodded around somewhere and when I kept wincing in pain in some spots, he rubbed his chin and told me that I most likely had something called, Mittleshwertz, or I indeed had to get my Appendix taken out. He sent me home without any pain medication, and told my mom to call the hospital if I couldn’t jump or down, or if the pain got worse. This was one of the worst things I have ever experienced in my life; and the pain still hasn’t gone away. It comes and goes, but I wish it would just stop. The Eccentional Oils work for only an hour, (blissful hour) but I still wish it would last for a lifetime. I’m going to start to raise awareness for this, because there is no cure for this agony that only twenty percent of woman feel. D:

More Information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mittelschmerz