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To the Doctor Who Gave Me My Life Back

Thank you for doing what you do.

Thank you for giving me my life back.

Thank you for listening to me when four other obstetrics and gynecology offices dismissed me time and time again.

Thank you for asking about my quality of life instead of, “Well, are you anemic?”

Thank you for never saying, “You’re only 29,” like my age would preclude me from being ill.

Thank you for not asking if I wanted more kids, because my life is important too.

Thank you for never asking what my husband thought about my body and my choices.

Thank you for telling me things I didn’t know I needed to hear. You do what you do because your mom was once like me – you’ll treat me like a human, like a sister, when I’m on your operating room table.

Thank you for fighting with my insurance company until they approved my hysterectomy instead of saying, “Your insurance denied the surgery,” and moving on to your next patient.

Thank you for being a person with a heart and a sense of humor who shares the same frustrations I have about our medical system.

Thank you for not acting like you know more about my body than I do.

Thank you for being present before I was put to sleep in a cold room full of strangers I met five minutes earlier.

Thank you for holding my hand as I was knocked out and terrified.

Thank you for treating me like more than a patient and a paycheck.

Most of all, thank you for my life.

Thank you for giving me the ability to take my kids to school, to their playgroup, outside to play, to swim classes and play dates.

Thank you for the ability to plan my life more than two weeks in advance.

Thank you for telling me my uterus looked angry, it was huge, and that pathology confirmed adenomyosis because my body was bored of just the plain old endometriosis I’ve been fighting since I was 11.

Thank you for believing me, thank you for justifying what I have stated over and over again, “Something is wrong,” when I was ignored by so many doctors before you.

Thank you for taking an organ from me that for so many women symbolizes life and womanhood, but that took my life from me just as much as it gave life to my children.

Thank you for giving my kids their mommy back.

Thank you for opening up a whole new world for me.

Thank you for giving me my miracle.

Please continue to do what you do, to save women.

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