A misdiagnose that almost took my life.

This story is inspired by a piece written by Draninda30@gmail.com right here on the Pulse, she wrote about IVF and that triggerd something in me and I feel I can share on this community. A few years back 2011 while at work I got so sick that they had to call an ambulance for me and take me directly to the hospital, I had lower back and abdomen pains and a sharp piercing pain on my chest and I couldn't figure out what was happening with me. Doctors came in and did all types of tests and then after some time they came back and told me my appendix is about to burst and that I'm bleeding internally that's why they needed to do a blood transfusion quickly and get me on antibiotics.

They did 2 bags of blood which I got a bad allergy reactions from, I woke up with a swollen eye. I spent about 2 weeks there and I never got my appendix removed because they said there was no need, and I felt better so I didn't question it. Fast forward to 2 years later, I went in for a normal routine check up at a different hospital in Gauteng and the next thing I here from the doctor is that they needed to book me for theater immediately, now you can imagine how scared I was because I thought I was healthy.

They booked for me same day and was admitted later that night, what they found shocked me to this day. Apparently I was living with a cyst the size of a golf ball attached to one of my ovaries for 2 years, that pain I felt when they said it's my appendix turned out to be a growing cyst. I had to do more blood transfusion and they operated on me and unfortunately they couldn't save my left ovary because the cysts was attached tightly to it, after the operation I had to wait to hear if it's cancerous or not and thankfully I was cleared.

I fully recovered and went back home and tried to move on, but it wasn't that easy. My husband and I at the time we were trying to have a baby but with no luck so we decided to go the IVF route. We don't talk enough about how much it takes for women and couples to decide and finally take that first step into IVF, the questions, fears and doubts let alone the financial part of it. I have to say that journey was the most difficult thing I have ever done in my entire life, it broke parts of me while strengthen other parts of me. I saw parts of me I didn't know existed, I felt strength I never knew I was capable of. People need to understand that we all have different paths in life and it's not always going to go according to our plan, life has seasons good and bad but amidst all of that the one thing we need to remember is that as long as we still breathing possibilities are endless.

I never got my positive IVF story and that's okay, did I have support while on that journey? Yes they did their best. But was it enough? No it wasn't, I had people around me but I felt alone. Did I want to stop and never try again? Yes many times, but my dream to have another baby was much more important than what I was feeling at that exact moment.

Who knows🤷🏾‍♀️maybe one day I'll have the courage to try again, but for now I am happy with my present. I'm grateful to be alive, to be a mother and to be loved by so many people.