I once walked into a room where my mother and aunts had been talking. The conversation stopped dead in its tracks. I had overheard something about "poor Clare.".\
Me: What's wrong with Clare?
Them: Woman Troubles
Clare, as it turned out, had breast cancer.
This scenario would play out multiple times over the years. Aunt Y had "woman troubles." She had a hysterectomy. My mother had "woman troubles." One of the last things my father said to me was "make sure she keeps getting her check-ups for down there." She had uterine cancer which was detected early only because I remembered what he said and persuaded her to make an appointment for her annual Pap Smear.
I've been having "woman troubles" of my own.
Last Friday, I had a uterine and vaginal ultrasound. The results were "abnormal but not worrisome."
I am waiting for an appointment with my gynecologist to see where we go from here.
So, if you are having woman troubles of your own, get checked. Now.
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