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My Road to Recovery… Facing Fibroids!

If you are reading this and you are a man… I applaud you and thank you for taking the time to learn about women’s issues.

For those women out there who are experiencing hormone changes and issues with cystic ovaries, PMDD, and fibroids,  I want to share with you my journey and I want to hear about yours too.   This is my road to recovery and maybe we can all journey together.

 A month ago I had invasive abdominal surgery to remove a 5.5 cm fibroid from my uterus that was pressing down on my bladder for years.  It was slowly growing and as it grew I felt more and more uncomfortable.  I had several symptoms: anemia, frequent urination, constipation, bloating, mood swings, weight issues, long periods, and mid-cycle bleeding.  I have also had miscarriages in the past.  I am now in my early 40’s and I finally found out these symptoms stem from uterine fibroids.  (Although I believe fibroids are ALSO a symptom of hormonal imbalances).   All the symptoms I had started right after I stopped taking birth control pills in my early to mid-thirties which I believe played a large part in creating this imbalance.

While some women opt out from surgically removing these fibroids, I needed to remove it immediately due to major discomfort and actual pain.  I have heard that fibroids are caused by estrogen dominance in the body.  But not all estrogens are the same so you may have just one form of estrogen out of wack and traditional testing may not test for this.  Then there is progesterone… or is there?  That’s another question.  It’s pretty confusing and time consuming doing the research, but it’s important to learn as much as you can about balancing hormones because doctors tend not to focus so much on the cause as they do the symptoms.

So here I am today with a swollen belly due to the surgical incision, and everyday I get stronger and stronger.  I am continuing to eat healthy and organic as I had done before, and I can’t wait to start exercising again.  I have lost about 11 pounds since my surgery and I hope to lose more.  I just wish I knew for sure that the fibroid won’t grow back again.

Please feel free to share your experiences with me.  It’s a great opportunity to empower women and help us learn more about our health.

Country Mouse/City Mouse

I am a City Mouse

I was once a city mouse, The playground was the street

I climbed and ran and jumped, on concrete beneath my feet.

I ran into the sprinklers, on hot, sticky summer days

And tanned upon the asphalt roof, to soak in all the rays.

In wintertime I bundled warm, and fought away the blues

I dreaded the rushed subway ride, with slush under my shoes.

Over time I became a country mouse, or some may say “small city”

I drank in sunny rays down south, at first it didn’t fit me.

After time the vitamin D soaked in and I grew warm

The creases in my mouth grew deep, a smile it did form.

With the city life behind me, but not forgotten yet

I always said I missed the pace that city life could set.

I am again a city mouse… BY LOCATION!

But the country mouse inside of me… NEEDS A VACATION!!!

Smile always,



My legs are moving, but there are no pedals under my feet.

I used to teach fitness classes 6 days a week.  My most favorite being cycling (or some call it spinning).  If I taught more than two a day my mother would crack the joke that I was “recycled”.  She’s cute, isn’t she!!!

At 36 years young, I threw myself a curveball.  I made a decision to change my path in life.  This path led me back home, across several states, to the home I grew up in.  I had a destination, but no direction…  My life is in sheer chaos and I am holding the pieces together.  Let’s just put it this way, I am not recycled!!!  And I miss it!  WIthout exercising daily my center is a little off to the left.  I recently started teaching boxing and pilates classes at local gyms and this past week I finally got my big break and received a cycling class. (Perseverance baby, perseverance)

Now let me tell you, I am used to a pretty smooth ride on nice new bikes and this was nothing of the sort.  I had to prove myself in a class with old beat up bikes and no microphone.  I was told the only way I can keep the class is if I win them over.  (No pressure… really!?!?)  So what did I do???  I won them over!  And I did it with style.

I am picking up the pieces.  I will not fall, I will not break!!!  I love myself too much to give up.  I am at a crossroads and what I do now can either build me up or break me down.  I will cycle my way to better physical, mental, and emotional health because baby, that’s the only thing right now that is keeping my pieces together…

Smile my friends,