![]() ![]() My midsection became so bloated I had to go up two pant sizes. I made an appointment to have an IUD inserted, which she ensured me would stop the bleeding for good. My doctor told me to take iron pills, and consider switching birth controls. The pain made focusing on schoolwork much harder and my retail job nearly unbearable at times. She attributed the pain and bleeding to my recent change of birth control.įive months passed. I called my doctor immediately, and she told me to take some ibuprofen and lie down for a bit. Prior to this, I’d always thought I had a high pain tolerance, but I couldn’t stand the feeling in my body and curled up in a fetal position. This was an offer I desperately wanted to refuse.Īn hour after cleaning up the murder scene and two calls to my mother, pain seized my midsection and spread to my lower abdomen. ![]() ![]() While I was comforted I hadn’t woken up in the 1972 film The Godfather, I almost fainted upon realizing my legs were drenched in blood belonging to me rather than a horse. Dark red stains covered my white sheets, and everything below my torso felt wet, as if I had peed myself. In July of 2018, I thought I had woken up next to a severed horse head. ![]()
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