My P.U.S.H Story Part 2
I want to begin by saying that if you read the blog post, My P.U.S.H. Story Part 1, I pray you’ve been P.U.S.H.ing your way through since the last time we met. If you’d like to share your positive results or comments, please do so below! But, remember, P.U.S.H.ing may take some time. It takes us time to find ourselves in colossal messes, and sometimes it takes time and consistency to get out of them.
If you are just joining us, below is the continuation of my P.U.S.H. story in a timeline format. Please go back to blog post #1 (A P.U.S.H.ed Woman) if you’d like to understand what P.U.S.H.ing is really all about, and catch up on why I believe P.U.S.H.ing is the only way to truly survive and thrive. Then come back to us! If you’ve been here before, this continuation of my timeline is the doozy I was telling you about. ☺
September 2014- February 2015 – Although unbelievably relaxing, acupuncture treatment does not help me. I finally end acupuncture treatments because I believe it was the cause of the imbalance anyway. No one could ever confirm that until years later. (Oh yeah, I suffered from imbalance and extreme fatigue for years until God sent a miracle. We’ll discuss that later.) The fibroids are growing larger and causing more quality of life problems. I am often fatigued and have to schedule most of my life’s activities around my period. I schedule yet another fibroid removal surgery (myomectomy) for March 2015. Because of my fatigue, my husband doesn’t understand nor care for my housekeeping methods, and it becomes a point of contention between us. Seriously, I would sweep the floor and create a pile of trash on one side of the room with the intention of coming back later to use the dustpan to sweep it up. I had exerted all of my energy just sweeping the floor. This has been going on for at least a year.
March 2015- The fibroid surgery takes place, and I lose too much blood. I have to have a blood transfusion. Around 19 fibroids were removed, and I was released from the hospital after three days.