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4/29/2014

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In the days following my d&c my body was completely unfamiliar to me. I was so distended I felt like my uterus entered a room 4 feet before I did. The very fact that I could feel my uterus (a body part that up to this point I really only had a theoretical knowledge of) was unsettling to say the least. I felt my organs shifting and settling in the absolute most bizarre way. I couldn’t get into a comfortable position no matter what I did and when I laughed it was like sandpaper scraping against my raw insides. This was certainly not what I was prepared for when the doctor said the recovery “will feel like the tail-end of a period”. For those of you that don’t know, there is literally no planet where the end of a period feels like that. And for those of you that do know, you can back me up. I talked to my girlfriend who had been through this before and she said “oh yeah, my body felt normal again in about a month”. A MONTH??!! This was a cruel level of D&C related humor for which I was NOT prepped. 

In the meantime I tried to keep things business as usual. However it was becoming increasingly clear that I hadn’t the slightest idea what usual was anymore. One night, four days after my surgery, I made plans to have dinner in the city with Jeremy and a couple other friends. An hour before I had to get on the train I started to feel like someone was jabbing my uterus with an icepick. Pleasant. When I begrudgingly told Jer how I was feeling, he responded with a very understanding, “Don’t push yourself!”. Don’t push yourself. I’d heard it so much lately. In part I wanted to listen to it, but another part of me was prepared to do any amount of pushing necessary just to feel like a normal person who does normal things. The flaw in this logic was, of course, these weren't normal circumstances. And worse than that, it was seeming abundantly possible that there wasn't any “normal” to begin with. And for argument's sake lets just say there was a "normal", well, I certainly wasn't going back there. My hormones were free-falling, I was crampy, I was often sad, I’d get weird pains out of nowhere and was entirely indignant about all of the above. I kept thinking : this experience took my baby dreams-- did it also have to sap my energy, my physical comfort, AND my ability to function appropriately in my world??!

So, I decided to trek my stabby uterus to the train anyway. I had to. As I made my way through the Meatpacking District I felt like the first earthling to land on Jupiter. I walked past two bearded guys smoking cigarettes in standard issue hipster uniform, a girl in sky-high heels laughing shrilly, a cute couple walking huddled close together against the chilly February air. I observed each of them distantly like a scientific researcher studying a specimen and not like a fellow member of the human race. Were these creatures happy I wondered? How must it feel to laugh in a way that isn’t met with a corresponding wallop of pain? I mentally slapped myself, shrugged off the jewel-encrusted mantle of self pity, and turned up my music to drown out my thoughts as I trucked my achy self toward the restaurant. The dinner was fine. Nice even. Low lighting and a couple strong cocktails helped. But engaging socially felt a bit like working a muscle that had atrophied. Talking about normal things like iPhone malfunctions and gym anecdotes felt clunky and insincere, while simultaneously wildly comforting. I wondered if I seemed normal from the outside or like some creepily vacant pod person. I made a mental note to ask Jeremy later, but I don’t think I ever did.

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After dinner the group decided to go bowling. Now, this is something I would not generally do under normal circumstances (isn't it cute how I've created this myth that my life used to be "normal" ...ha!) so the fact that I happily went along speaks to the depth of my desperation to trick myself into believing that I was fine. There was a little version of me inside my head saying “just go home! you’re in pain! no one cares but you! why are you doing this!!??”, but there was also a counterpart that was already luxuriating in the crisp air and playful conversation as we walked toward the bowling alley too much to listen. As I was playing (badly), the neon lights and Top 40 Hits almost entirely drowned out that little naysaying voice. I drank beer and leaned comfortably against Jer gossiping and giggling while waiting for our turns.

I put myself into a cab at the end of the night and felt physically wretched, but blissfully calm about it. Looking back I recognize that day as the start of a big shift for me. I realized I had to let go of this concept that one day things would be as they were. Instead it was up to me to keep putting myself into situations that no longer felt quite familiar...until they were again.  This has by no means been simple. When things start to feel better emotionally my body would remind me that they were not and when my body began to heal my emotions would take a turn pulling the old "not so fast". I think this is an aspect of healing from any loss or trauma that no one tells you about : healing is not linear and your body and soul will heal at different rates. This day also got me thinking about seeking to find a balance between taking care of myself and pushing to seek a new normal. It's a frustrating push and pull, but it also might be the ticket forward. 


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Janine Elkin
4/29/2014 06:36:12 am

Good advice, once again... This time on how to keep on keepin on- in spite of the physical and emotional pain... You have faced so much! I am so proud of how you continue to share your struggles to continue ever forward!

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Becca, The Ever Forward Blog link
4/30/2014 05:15:53 am

Thank you so much!!

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Marie Lacinova
4/30/2014 04:57:41 am

Hi Rebecca, thank you for sharing... I am so sorry for your loss... Reading your blog has been helping me to walk ever forward after we lost our Baby three weeks ago... I couldn't put it all in words so lovely the way you can, I love reading your blog. Take care x

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Becca, The Ever Forward Blog link
4/30/2014 05:15:00 am

Hi Marie-- I can't tell you what it means to me that you took the time to comment and share your experience. I think talking openly and connecting with each other like this is one of the best ways forward. Thank you for your kind words. All the best to you!!

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Lauren
4/30/2014 07:33:23 am

I just came back from dinner from friends which felt EXACTLY like this...I spent the most part of the evening wracked with guilt about the wine I was drinking, whilst desperately trying to feign 'normal'. Tomorrow is another day in this brave new world...

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Becca, The Ever Forward Blog link
4/30/2014 07:40:26 am

Hi again, Lauren. I totally get that. Tomorrow is certainly another day in this crazy journey...nice to know we're not on it alone. Thanks so much for chiming in!!

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Jessie
5/5/2014 06:47:51 am

We are in that weird in between time, waiting to receive final confirmation (or not?) for my anembrionic pregnancy and I have to say I'm so glad I stumbled upon your blog. I am relating so much to what you have written and it helps to not feel so isolated. Thanks so much for sharing your experience and I hope you're starting to feel more like "you" little by little. I look forward to doing the same someday.

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Becca, The Ever Forward Blog link
5/6/2014 04:57:11 am

Hi Jessie, Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to comment and share your story. It makes me feel so good that reading the blog has helped you feel less isolated. It's so nice for me too to connect with others who have experienced these emotions. All the very best to you as you!

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