I’m going to put out the warning right away…this could get political.
I’m done having children. I have known this for a LONG time. I have two beautiful children whom I love more than anything. I love them, but that doesn’t mean that I want to have more children. I don’t. I will gladly snuggle and enjoy time with others babies and children, but that doesn’t mean that I want more.
In July, we saw the overturning of Roe vs. Wade. For the first time in my life, I felt really strongly about something controversial. It was the first time that I have had a right taken away from me (yes, I understand that I have led a fairly privileged life).
Anywho…I decided shortly after that decision, that I wanted to make a permanent decision regarding my ability to procreate. After some visits with an absolutely horrible OB-GYN and then a fantastic OB-GYN, I decided that the right option for me was to have a hysterectomy.
It was going to solve all my issues – random bleeding, paratubal cysts, and take away the option of possibly getting pregnant. The surgery was scheduled. The pre-op appointment was on the calendar.
Then I get the information that insurance has denied my pre-authorization for my surgery, saying that it wasn’t medically necessary.
My doctor told me this was a safe and perfectly acceptable solution to my concerns. Why does an insurance company get to tell me what is best for my body?
I have to be honest, if I were to get pregnant right now, Jake would be the father. I care deeply about Jake…but I don’t want to have a child with him. I am struggling enough with my mental health right now, that it’s not the post-birth aspect that I’m worried about. It’s the 40 weeks of loaning my body out to keep a baby alive. I honestly don’t think I’d make it. I don’t know that I would want to make it.
Why can’t I be the one who chooses for my own body? My doctor explained the pros and cons to what I wanted. It should be my choice.