““That wasn’t so bad….” I thought. The actual pain of the insertion hadn’t been nearly as horrific as I had feared.
Yet even though I logically knew that it wasn’t that painful, I was sweating and clammy. Before I could even get off the table, the room began spinning, and my stomach lurched.
“Lie here for a moment. I have to run out.” The door swung shut, and I tried to regain my composure, but it was impossible. My entire body felt like it was shutting down.
A couple of minutes later, the Gynocologist came back in and let out a long sigh. “It shouldn’t be that painful. I gave you a Percocet.”
My body had gone into complete shock, and I lay there, embarrassed and so sick that I couldn’t think. It was so bad that my fiance was brought in (they went out to his car to get him), and when we spoke of the incident later, he said that he had never seen my face such a color of grey.
The doctor sighed again, obviously irritated I was still there and turned to my fiance’. “Can you please get her out of here? We have other patients waiting.”
My fiance had to carry me out of the doctor’s office because I could not walk, and I spent the rest of the day in bed until the medication finally wore off.”

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