Ya know, some people get their boobs done… and some get new twats. Ain’t no thing.
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I’m young (24) and I’m being told about this thanks to you! This is another marble in the nun jar. Good luck with your bladder.
Watching the Governator carry and, eventually, birth a child made me think that it would be kinda cool to be a woman. Needless to say, that feeling didn’t last upon entering the thread 
I know! I unsubscribed because I was so freaked out…but I still keep coming back.
Not to make light of your situation, Alice. I’m sorry you’re going through it.
I thought a pessary was a small furry pig. Oh, no, wait, that’s a peccary…
This thread is so gross and awesome at the same time. How do I nominate for threadspotting?
The creepiest part is that my MIL goes sans granny panties. She just cruises around in her muu-muu with The Alien swingin’ in the breeze.
You just better hope that she doesn’t get Alzheimer’s and start thinking it’s her baby. That could get ugly.
Now I understand why there’s mom jeans. They hold all your stuff in, and that’s why mine fell out- because I don’t wear them.
Can… can you see it when you ring her doorbell and walk in her house? I mean, like if she asked me in for tea?
Yeah. I’m picturing it swinging between her legs on a long cord. Is that the case?
Kalhoun’s MIL is a wallking advertisement for TMI.
Wow, someone else started a thread about this! Hooray! (No, seriously, I was mortified when it happened to me.) And wow, someone remembered my prolapse thread well enough to link it here. Whoo hoo, kinda.
Hey, if you feel young to be dealing with this at 41, my bladder popped through when I was 33. Now, it’s not as severe as it was, even though I’m 6 1/2 months pregnant. That added pressure of baby/uterus weight does give me hemorrhoids, though (oof), so sometimes it does indeed feel like my rectum wants to turn itself inside-out.
My situation, two years after my thread on it, is more or less unchanged. I opted not to get the cystocele repaired as I knew I wasn’t done having children. In the past two years, it’s usually not noticeable, though always present. No pain, no leakage, no discomfort–just a painless bulge usually only felt on the inside. My OB and a certified midwife agreed–wait until I was done having children, as both delivery and just the pressure of a growing uterus can undo the repair. So, I wait.
I’m having a C-section partly to protect my back as I’ve had two back surgeries since I gave birth, and partly because I fear somehow turning myself inside-out during the pushing process. :::shudder::: My OB assures me that while the prolapse would be worse, I would not be giving birth to my bladder. Still, ick. Pass. I’ll get it repaired as soon as the doc feels I can after Baby Boy 2.0 is delivered.
I’m sorry you have to deal with this. It’s embarrassing and uncomfortable, and makes you feel 92 years old. But I’m with you girl!
Right. I haven’t and don’t foresee giving birth, but I think I will start kegeling right now and continue for, oh, the rest of my life except when I’m asleep. :eek:
And seriously, good luck with this. It sounds horrid.
And if so, does she have cats? Because mine would LOVE that.
I am still freaked out at the idea that organs can just fall out of your vagina. :eek:
Googles “how to do kegel exercises” immediately
That said, it’s a good thing that it’s actually fixable. Good luck with your surgery!
I cannot get over the aunt whose innards fell out while playing golf (now there’s a good walk spoiled!). What on earth did women do in the old days before surgery was an option? Not just in the early awful stages like you, Alice, but what about the hole-in-one-on-the-golf-course stage?
Well, I can tell you what the Greeks did, but probably no one wants to know.
Go on, what did the Greeks do??
Did she get a mulligan or just take a one stroke penalty?
Well… apparently, for a uterine prolapse, they would cut off the whole organ, or as much of it as was protruding. For other types of prolapses, I think they used pessaries.
Unfortunately I don’t recall much detail about the process (or maybe that should be “fortunately”) as I kept coming across information about this while I was doing research on Egyptian medicine for my thesis this summer. But I seem to recall that in most ancient cultures the process was either to cut off the protruding uterus, or stuff everything back up there as best they could and hope for the best.