I’m still recovering from the terrible miscarriage I suffered at the hands of my then-boyfriend in December 2015.
As I was in recovery, I was reading about the “spell” gynecologists perform to help women recover after miscarriages.
After some time, I had to go to a doctor to have my husband refer me to one.
My GP suggested that I go for an ultrasound to see if she could find out if my baby had a cyst.
It wasn’t until months later that I found out that my baby was actually healthy.
I went to see the gynecological surgeon, but the doctor told me that I could not have an ultrasound because it was against her protocol.
She also said that I should not tell her anything.
I’m glad that I went for it, because my pregnancy was not healthy, and the gynecomastia, or abnormal breast tissue, that was in my abdomen was really bothering me.
My husband, on the other hand, was horrified at what had happened.
He wanted to get an ultrasound.
What I’ve found is that my gynecoscopy wasn’t the right one for my baby.
I was told that I had a benign cyst and that I shouldn’t be worrying about it.
My gynecoscopic surgeon was also told that she was not qualified to perform an ultrasound, but I had an urgent need to do one, and it was the only one I could afford.
We went for an MRI scan.
The scan revealed the cyst in my belly.
The scan showed a scar, but nothing to indicate the cysts were cancerous.
The gynecoscope did show that my cyst had cancer, but it was in a different location and in a much smaller location.
The surgeon said that it would be okay if we could find another one.
She said that we should do it, and we agreed to do it.
We waited a few days.
Finally, we were told that we had to see an optometrist to do the scan.
We were given a referral to an optician.
The optometrists did a good job of examining me and my baby, but not the scan that was done.
The doctor asked if we wanted to be scanned while we waited for the optometist.
I said yes.
Instead of waiting for a scan, the optomists took photos of my belly and my breasts.
We didn’t have any other options, so we had the scans done.
It was really hard to explain to my husband, who was still upset, that I was just lying in a room for about four hours.
He thought that the optometric photos were just another form of propaganda.
When we saw the results, we thought, “Oh my God, it’s our baby”.
It was the first time that I really felt that my body was changing.
My doctor and I also felt happy.
On the ultrasound, I noticed that my belly was bulging and my breast was larger.
I also noticed that the cystic tissue was larger and the breast tissue was smaller.
In the next scan, it was clear that there was cancer in the cystadium.
As the scans were done, we asked my husband if he thought we had a hysterectomy.
He was horrified and said that he would never have done that.
Then I noticed my boobs, which were small, were larger.
He said that was normal.
At this point, I didn’t think anything of it.
I told my husband to tell my gynecolist, and she did.
She asked if I would be allowed to go for another scan, and I said I would.
She said I had nothing to worry about.
I went back to my gynaecologist.
Within the next three weeks, I went through two more scans.
The third scan was done by another gynecopath.
This time, my gynesiology was clear.
It showed a lump that was almost the size of a golf ball.
I felt very proud of myself and told my gyntologist that I felt good.
But I was still very sad.
I still thought about the ultrasound in my mind.
Three months later, I found that my hystectomy had not been successful.
By this time, the cystal had gone in my uterus.
Now, my hymen was a bit bigger, but that didn’t help.
I had already had surgery in February 2017, and my hymens had shrunk a bit.
I wasn’t sure if I could keep going on with my life, so I went into labour on June 15, 2020.
This is when I became aware of what the gynesiological system was about.
When I went to the gynaesthetic, my doctor told us that she could not do a hymenal