N/B: Even virgins can have ovarian cysts and one needs to visit a gynacologist to be sure of what she is suffering from. Here is my story
11th of June was my LMP. Two weeks later, I got very sick but I assumed it was premenstrual cramps. It happened again the following night and my husband suggested we go seek medical help. I went to Aga Khan hospital and they did a trans-abdominal ultrasound. The gynaecologist on duty diagnosed me with PID, pelvic inflammatory disease. I dint know what the hell was that so I went to Google. As expected, I got more worried than ever.
The following night,I was at work, at 2am, I woke up with excruciating pain in the abdomen which lasted for like 2hrs. In the morning, I decided to take a pregnancy test. The results were not so clear so I called my husband to help me read them. He could not read them well so he went to the nearby chemist and requested the lady to help him read (upto now, I still wish he recorded the whole conversation, like who does that?? 😂😂😂) I waited for him in the house. After a few minutes, he can running in the bedroom and jumped on me screaming that he is going to be a father. It's important to mention that before, I seemed to be the only one who wanted a baby, I had waited for 6 months, so he stole my moment. I was the one who was supposed to be jumping up and down and not him coz I was really waiting for this day. I was not given a chance to celebrate coz he celebrated like never before. Upto now I have never seen him so happy 😂😂.
We went back to the hospital to tell the doctor he was wrong, we never found him, the one we found tried to defend his colleague especially because of the medicine he had given us, which was not supposed to be taken by a pregnant woman. He told us to wait for three weeks before we took another test. I refused to wait and we went to AAR hospital. There the doctor did a urine test and he confirmed our happiness.
This was not to last long because I would get wake up every night at 2am with excruciating abdominal pains. I went back to AAR and the doctor sent us for a scan in another place near Nairobi Women (I forgot the name) .
The radiographer there, a very rude woman who seemed bitter with her life, concluded that I had a PARTIALLY RUPTURED ECTOPIC PREGNANCY!!To say that I was devastated is an understatement. I tried crying but I couldn't. I was booked to see the AAR doctor after two days but we decided not to wait. We went direct to Nairobi Women which was just a walking distance away. We asked to see the gynaecologist. After like one hour,it was my turn to see the doctor. We went in with hubby and explained how I had been sick without mentioning the results given to us that day . The doctor said it was normal and assured us that everything was going to be fine. Until I gave him the results of the day's ultrasound. He was very shocked and immediately took a file out and said that I was going to be admitted. He said that the surgeon will make a small cut on my abdomen, put a camera and see exactly where the ectopic pregnancy is and try to remove it. I told them that they could not admit me on those results and that thy had to do another test before I accept to be admitted. He immediately authorised another scan but filled in the file ready for my admission. He told me tht he can't go home without admitting me. We went outside and I started taking water again. This time I told my husband that I knw thy misdiagnosed me. Tht this baby is mine and if I was going to lose it, as a mother I should be feeling something. I texted my friends and one Diana Njoroge Tobiko suggested that I go see her gynaecologist. She gave me his number and I called. By this time, it was around 5pm. Coincidentally, the doctor was still at his clinic which was at Nairobi Women, same building we were in but at third floor.
I met him and fell in love with his kind heart. There is a lot to say about him but I'll just stop there. After asking me questions, he told me he doubts if I had an ectopic pregnancy. He did a trans virginal test and he told me tht I have a normal pregnancy but I also had OVARIAN CYST. He explained everything in details and also sent us for a third scan in a different hospital.
By now the doctor at Nairobi Women was getting impatient and the radiographer kept calling me. We went back, hubby made me promise 'not to say we went to another doctor. When we walked in, I just told the doctor that I went to see doctor Bosire in third floor and he siad I dint have an ectopic pregnancy and I believe him so I won't be admitted. Hubby just looked at me in shock 😂😂. But you promised not to say? His eyes read 😂.
To cut the long story short, the first trimester was a hell on earth, I was sick everynight at 2am to 5am. My dear husband would wake up to rub my back as I rubbed my abdomen. Overian cycst is worse than labour. It can drive you nuts literally. I couldn't have done it without my husband and my doctor. My mother in law would call us at night to pray for us. Dad in law also prayed with me. Every night at the exact time I would sink in pain. We even moved bedrooms wondering if we were bewitched. I became a zombie. I would scold my husband for almost everything. One time I scolded him for just telling me to close the toilet door. I asked him if he is expecting someone special. A became a bitter woman because of pain, I kept asking God question, I listened to song gospel songs tht are sung during burial. Hubby became a robot, he would say yes to everything I said or wanted because trying to argue would cause a great fight would emerge and he would lose miserably. However, I was very protective of my child, I refused to take pain killers ati so I don't harm her. Even in great pain, I remained strong for her.
But nothing lasts forever, finally, after 3 months of pain, one day I slept upto morning without pain, and that was the end of the pain. My second tremister was smooth, my third was not so bad. Everything was great until 7th of March when she decided to check in two weeks early weighing 2.5kgs.
I don't regret anything. I would go through it over and over again just to hold her.. Mums with Ovarian cyst. Be encouraged, when God says yes, no body can say no.