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COPPER COIL

HELLOPEOPLE,

So I wanted to start off the weekly blogs with a little insight into my experience with the copper coil.

Many girls can relate when it comes to picking a contraception, its really difficult. There are so many options, it really depends on long term or short term need and whether you can remember to take a tablet every day.

I started taking the combined pill when I was around 16 years old because I had awful period pains. The doctor put me on this pill and I had no side affects whatsoever. I don’t think you notice your body changing as much at that age anyway. So life was sweet when it came to contraception until the beginning of this year.

I was taken off of the combined pill because I had a migraine and you medical can’t have the combined pill because it can raise you blood pressure, causing migraine and many other symptoms. The doctors put it down to be being on the pill for 6 or so years. My body just decided it didn’t like it anymore.

So I moved onto the progesterone only pill. I must say my body HATED it. I had swollen boobs and a swollen belly. I had month long periods. Mood swings that lasted days and don’t get me started on my skin. I broke out so bad people thought I had chicken pox. The worst part for me personally was the weight gain. I’ve also been a size 8 in basically anything, I never really worried about my weight and just tried to live healthy. My body just ballooned. Everywhere went wider. My toes even looked chunky.

So after moaning for a few months about feeling awful my partner talked me into going to the doctors. I eventually went (I don’t know anyone that likes going to the doctors, let alone about contraception. Its uncomfortable when it really shouldn’t be.)

The doctor told me that my only real option was to go completely hormone free. Which would mean the copper coil. The word COIL freaked me out. The doctor explained everything and gave me all the information I needed, which made me come to the conclusion of it being the best way forward. After my initial freak out about having something inserted up there, the positives really started to show. I will list the most beneficial ones below:

  • You are safe from pregnancy for up to 10 years, and the coil doesn’t need to be replaced or changed within that 10 years. That’s 10 years without going to the doctors or picking up prescriptions.
  • NO EXTRA HORMONES. No hormones are being put into your body on a daily basis. Which makes your moods and everything in life nicer. The copper coil works by repelling sperm as it enters the uterus, meaning they can never meet.
  • You are fertile whenever the coil gets taken out. As there are no hormones effecting your fertility, when the coil is out you are immediately fertile so there is no waiting time if you are ready to make your babies.

So, after reading a lot more information the above 3 gave me the main push towards getting the coil.

For the clinic I went to you have to book an appointment for the initial talk through of the procedure etc, which wad pretty basic. It gave me a better idea of what to expect, what to wear and what it would feel like before/during and after. I then went on to book the final appointment on the 1st November.

I felt super prepared for the appointment I had booked a day off on the 2nd in case I felt a bit crampy and crappy ( I will discussed how women shouldn’t have to use annual leave for contraception in another post). I had my partner ready to drive me and I even had some paracetamol beforehand.

So the day finally came round. We waited for about 40 minutes in the waiting room which didn’t help my nerves. We finally got called in but it wasn’t the doctor I initially met with. It was a young male doctor, who explained to me on the way to the room that he was in training and would be doing the insertion (gross word) with a fully qualified doctor looking over him. He asked if I was ok with this and I nervously said yes, even when I was super nervous and my partner wasn’t to thrilled to watch another man doing the procedure.

So there I am sat up on the bed, with 4 people in the room. YES FOUR PEOPLE. I had the main doctor, the trainee doctor, a HCA and someone else who never introduced themselves staring at my vagina. Other than that, I was super comfortable. To begin with (Don’t read if you get grossed out) I had to have my cervix measured. They do this by stretching it straight, as it naturally curves with the body. This was painful. It wasn’t a screaming pain, but a warm stabbing pain which did only last 5-10 seconds. Once they have measured you, they then have to straighten your cervix again to gain access for the coil. This is the same pain again but it lasts a lot longer.

After about 3-4 minutes the coil was in and I was sat in awful pain. Pain so bad I wanted to faint. I didn’t say anything at the time because they kept reassuring me that it would ease.

We went home and I kept myself topped up on pain killers, and a lot of TLC from the partner. Little did I know I was in so much pain because of something in particular.. which I will be explaining in my next blog which will go live next Tuesday.

Thank you for taking your time to read this, if you have any questions do contact me.

Speak soon,

V x

 

 

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WEEKLY

COPPER COIL PART 2

HELLOPEOPLE,

So I last left you with the story of the insert action of my copper coil. Stating how much pain I was in etc etc etc.

I put up with the pain for about 2 weeks and I called the clinic I had it put in and told them I was struggling, they booked me in for the Saturday morning for a check up because it didn’t seem right. Baring in mind it was Thursday, I couldn’t wait much longer.

It wasn’t until my mum asked me if it felt like horrible period pains and I thought to myself “when was the last time you had a period?”, I PANICKED.

I asked my boyfriend to go pick up a test so we could do it at home. We had only been active once since the coil and it was unbearable so none of it would of made sense if I was pregnant right? They did a yet before they put it in?

It was positive.

I cried and cried. They told us if at any point I was pregnant with the coil it would most likely be ectopic, I was so scared. We called 111 (which is an non emergency number in the U.K.) who sent us straight to the emergency room.

I had bloods done, urine tests done and I also had another 4 people looking down there and check my coil was in the right place. They said it all looks ok down there and if it’s ectopic I wasn’t at the point of anything serious happening, they sent me home and told us we would have a call in the morning for a scan to determine where the baby had implanted.

We were very quiet that drive home. All so much information. All in the space of a few hours. I was carrying. We had a baby growing. It wasn’t something we wanted yet, or had even really considered but we had already felt close with whatever was growing inside me.

The next day we got a wake up call from the early pregnancy unit. Telling us to come in for a scan at half 8. We went in and waited and waited.

I sat in the chair and the lady who was scanning me (not sure on correct name of professional) took such good care of me. She told me she couldn’t see anything through my tummy so she had to do an internal scan.

I was fine with that because I’d had so many people looking I was weirdly comfortable with it. She was then silent for a few minutes. I just looked at my boyfriend, scared. He held my hand super tight as his eyes started the go red.

She eventually said “it is in your uterus, you’re about 5 weeks”

There was some relief.

Then she said “but it’s right up against the coil, so so close, I’m sorry”

I’ve never cried with such power and strength, I couldn’t believe this was happening to us. She asked if we wanted to see the scan and I said yes and through really wet eyes I could see this odd dark oval shape sat on a long white thing. Our poor thing.

I was given the option to try and carry the baby and see how long it lasted. With minimum chances of it lasting past 20 weeks and with disability if any longer. We decided against putting something so small in that much pain.

We also had the option of taking the coil out and seeing if I miscarriages naturally. They then said if that didn’t happen and we didn’t wish to carry on the pregnancy I would have to have a medical miscarriage.

So we went home. I carried for the weekend, in a total daze.

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I will continue with this story next week, as this is getting harder to write.

Thank you, for reading.

V x

WEEKLY

GUESS WHO IS BACK

Placeholder ImageHELLOPEOPLE,

 

Wow. That felt good to say. I know it’s been a minute… life got turned upside down and chucked back into my face again. So I’m looking to use my blog to help recover and bring me some closure.

I have decided I want to make this page a self help, progress and relatable stories place. I want individuals to feel as if they can read my stories and tips and feel as if they have been able to relate or have used something I have mentioned.

Every week I will be posting mini snippets of useful things or mini stories I have the tell from the previous week I have had.

The next few posts will be a little hard to read and pretty sad. I will say at the beginning not to read on if you feel they will be upsetting but I’m hoping they can help and support others who have been through similar situations.

I better get writing!

Lots of love,

V x

 

 

NEW START

TRAVELS v’s MONEY

Isn’t it everyone dream to go travel the world and see every single inch of this planet?

How do people choose to go travel when they have to think about their future and what they should be preparing for.

it just baffles me! I’m on a very basic salary now and still struggle to get through the month when people who work part time are out living the dream across the world. Gets me angry.

I feel like I’m missing something?

 

R x

JOB RELATED, Uncategorized

PROGRESS

HELLOPEOPLE,

 

I wanted to talk about how I feel a need to be constantly progressing. I have a need for success, disappointment is unavoidable when I don’t reach specific goals.

It has moved onto affecting my daily life. If I don’t complete certain tasks in the day.. I feel like I’m wasted. However, my other side of my brain always wants to be curled up in bed. Constant battle.

I’ve noticed this more since started my new job and I can’t quite pinpoint whether this is my usual anxiety or it’s some form of OCD.

Anyways, I’m going to be writing posts of surviving your first day and work and so on within in the next few days. ( another task set)

 

Good evening,

x

 

 

 

NEW START

FIRST DAY NERVES

HELLOPEOPLE,

So I had my first day at my NEW JOB. Eeeeeeek.

I’m no longer stuck in an office with no windows. I actually feel like my basic needs are met during the day. I’m allowed to communicate with other without feeling like I’m breaking rules, it’s amazing.

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However the anxiety and nerves I had the night before were unbearable. I haven’t been anxious for a very long time, so it really snuck up on me.

The fact i had been belittled and embarrassed so much at my old job, I’d lost all confidence. I was terrified of it happening again.

I slept for about 4 hours, dragged myself in, doubling checking I had everything I needed 7 billion times on the bus in.

Oh .. that another thing. I had to get the bus which set my anxiety off before it was even 8am. Anyone else worry they won’t be able to get off the bus at the right stop?

Anyways, I’m two days in and I couldn’t be happier. I’m completely relieved and thrilled at the idea of going back again tomorrow.

I couldn’t of got through the last few weeks if it hadn’t been for my family, friend, boyfriend and this blog. So thank you.

You’ll hear more from me!

X

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