too much information warning (do not read)

well, i warned you in the title.  a few weeks ago, i noticed a different kind of discharge.  yes, from down there.  i’m pregnant, people.  all of my left-over conscious energy is focused on my uterus and soon-to-be birth canal (vagina.  there, i said it) in general.  how my abdomen looks (bulbous).  how it feels (achy.  thank you, round ligament pain).  anything moving down there (besides gas and digestion and organ shifting).  well, without going into too much detail, i was diagnosed a couple weeks ago with bacterial vaginosis, which is an imbalance between bad and good bacteria in the vagina and is really common in general, and also in pregnancy.  however, it is important to treat this condition with antibiotics and to question, torture, and then kill the offending invasive bacteria and prevent further infection, as in up in the amniotic sac and such, which is unlikely, but can happen.  we don’t take any prisoners.  i had to wait until after twelve weeks to start the treatment, as doctors are very leery of giving you anything in the first trimester.  the downside is that it is possible that this condition, once treated, can relapse, and so, that gives me something to look forward to worrying about later on in pregnancy, as i am a champion worrier and don’t take my job of worrying lightly.  if it does come back later in pregnancy, it has the potential to cause more problems or complications, such as preterm labor, so i will be on constant look out.

go ahead. make my day.

well, that’s easy, you’re thinking, just take some antibiotics for a few days and you’re golden, right?  ah, but no. the type of antibiotic i have been prescribed is in cream form.  do i need to say more?  seven days worth.  that’s right.  now, you can start feeling sorry for me.  i sat in bed with a full applicator in my hand, preparing to do the deed, glaring at greg.  “you did this to me,” i said.  he threw up his hands in defense.  “you and your bacteria-ridden penis.  you and your penis are the source of all my problems.  first, you got me pregnant.  then, you gave me this infection.”  he knew not to speak but just continued reading ruth her bed time story.  ok, this isn’t actually fair.  we all know it takes two to tango.  and by tango i mean make a baby.  and also, bacterial vaginosis is linked to intercourse, but not a direct cause and effect relationship.  even people who never have sex, like nuns, can develop a case of b.v.  i continued to stare at him in a disgruntled sort of way for a few more minutes.  the things i go through for this family, i was thinking.

so, i am mid-way through my treatment and so far, no adverse reactions.  cross your fingers that i obliterate this bacteria so it never comes back.  tell your friends, little microbes.  terry’s vagina don’t take no shit.  find somewhere else to colonize.

take that, you microscopic motherfuckers. taste my wrath.

see what’s up at my other, less violent blog here.


Author: Terry

Welcome! I am a Waldorf and unschooling-inspired homeschooling parent of three, ages 2, 5, and 8 living in the metro Lansing area writing from the front lines of parenthood. Join me as I try to navigate homeschooling and bask in the craziness of life with young ones. Feel free to leave a comment. I would love to hear from you! Thanks for stopping by!

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