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My Cervix Went to the Gynecologist and All I got was this Xanax

by Deborah Cruz

My cervix and I had my yearly this morning. I kinda hate it because I have an abnormally deep cervix and so they have to use the world’s largest speculum and push really hard and they call in interns to show them my really deep cervix so that they can marvel at how deep I am. I lie there twiddling my thumbs, while 17 strangers marvel at my vagina, praying that my landscaping job was up to par, as it is now on display. It’s awesome. Who wouldn’t be ecstatic to do that?

I entered the waiting room that was dripping with fertility. Couples were cooing and making googly eyes at one another and holding that damn gift bag they give you that says, “Congratulations, You are pregnant!” right before the big balloon drop in the OBs office. The one I received last March. There were a handful of postpartum moms with their squishy newborns, looking blissfully exhausted and equal parts miserable. That’s the category I should have fallen into. Then there was an abundance of pregnant ladies who were miserably looking on past their overdue to give birth bellies. The looked as uncomfortable as I felt standing there. This is the first time I’ve been back there since it happened.

I had mentally prepared for this visit. I had a plan. Bathe, landscape, apply feminine deodorant spray (not kids Barbie glitter spray), have your deep cervix ooh’d and ahh’d at, ask for a prescription for something to calm my nerves on my first plane ride ever, thank her for warming her hands and get the hell outta dodge. But that’s not what happened.

No, first there was the waiting room bursting at the seams with fertility that felt like a small punch in the gut to remind me that there must be a special room for the elderly and those poor post menopausal ladies. I bet its quiet in there. I want to wait in there next time.

Then I was told that my doctor had just left for a delivery. NO! My cervix and I can’t come back.

“BUT I’M HERE TO GET MY YEARLY, to let you ooh and ahhh at my deep cervix, to do my disappearing speculum trick”, my heart was pleading for someone to take pity on me. I’ve already had to reschedule once. So, someone needs to find me a person to look at my hoohaa! I don’t care if it’s the fucking janitor.

I need a PA/ NP/ whatever just get me somebody, anybody, STAT! If I leave this joint, I know it will be at least 2 weeks before I can come back because there’s no way that I’m coming in looking like I’ve got 5 o’clock shadow on my pubic area and I won’t come back near the 1st.

I request a Nurse practitioner. After all, it’s just a pap. I’ve had enough of them done that I could probably do it myself. Give me the speculum and the necessary nipple cleaning, long-stemmed Q-tip doohickey and some alone time and I can probably do it myself.

Then the nurse walks in and asks, “So still taking your Prenatals?”

Me, “No. I miscarried in May.”

Bumble, fumble, choke on her foot, “Oh, I’m sorry. I should have kept reading. I’ll get the Nurse practitioner.” And with that she quietly ran out of the room, tail between her legs and head down, avoiding eye contact.

In came the nurse practitioner, and the first words out of her mouth were, “ So, how are you doing?”

Me, “Uhm, fine, I guess.”

Her, “Ohhhh, it’ll be okay. “ Clearly she is oozing pity from her nurse’s faux pas.

When she was done probing me and oohing and ahhing over my exquisitely deep cervix, she asked if there was anything else I needed to talk about. I’m assuming she was expecting a breakdown, right here in the room next door to where I was told that my baby had no heartbeat. I wasn’t in the mood for breakdowns. I was cold and my cervix was bitter about the coldness of the speculum.

“Yes, I’m taking my first flight in a couple weeks and I’d like something to keep me from having to be duck taped to my seat during the flight by the air marshals. Can you prescribe something?” I expected a couple Valium for the ride.

“Oh, yes, here is a prescription for Xanax and I gave you a couple refills.”

She pulled it from her pocket like a magician pulling out a damn narcotic bunny and handed it to me and then she patted my hand. She had already planned to give me the Xanax. Apparently, she thought I might need it to replace my prenatals. Either way, I’m pretty stoked, now I’m one of the cool kids. Like my mama says, “ I got me some nerve pills.”

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My cervix and I agree, best pap exam ever.


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Sisterhood of the Sensible Moms 2013/01/19 - 1:37 pm

I’m so sorry for your loss. I’m really sorry you had to endure that blunder. But thank goodness you and your cervix will have a calm flight. Ellen

Deborah Cruz 2013/01/19 - 5:30 pm

Thanks. It wasn’t too awful just very uncomfortable,in every sense of the word. And yes, I am pretty stoked that my cervix and I will be flying the friendly skies in a relaxed state of mind:)

Krysta 2013/01/19 - 5:39 pm

I feel it’s my civic duty to warn you- I have a phobia about flying. HATE it. However I still do it. I once got a prescription for xanax to “prevent me from having an actual panic attack”. Good news? It does just that. It keeps your heart beating at a normal pace. Bad news? It does nothing else. Nothing for your nerves what-so-ever. I’m serious. Take one at home and see if it does anything. Watch a horror movie or something to test it. It doesn’t stop the fear, like, at all. Now, I wouldn’t tell you this unless I had another solution. I prefer drinking. One cocktail pre flight at the airport bar and one right when they come around asking you if you’d like a drink 20 minutes after take off. It gives you nerves of steel. Well, it works for me anyway. Before I know it, I’m pulling out my laptop and blogging away on word to be copied and pasted later…and when theres a tiny bump or the sound in the engines change or go eerily quiet (expect this. It’s completely normal) I hardly even notice. I can’t guarantee this will work for everybody but man, for me, it knocks Xanax straight out of the park.

Deborah Cruz 2013/01/19 - 5:55 pm

Hmmm, I tried the xanax last night because the doctor told me to experiment with it. Whatever that means. It doesn’t sound very professional to me. Anyways, last night I felt nothing and then I fell asleep & slept all night. I don;t even sleep all night on ambien. Maybe I should try a drink before I board here for the 1 hour flight to Chicago and then if that doesn’t work, try a xanax on the second leg of the flight. I have a 3 hour layover in Chicago.

Carpool Goddess 2013/01/19 - 7:11 pm

I always take xanax when I fly, otherwise I’d be a screaming lunatic and scare the other passengers.

Deborah Cruz 2013/01/19 - 7:59 pm

LOL! Its my very first flight and the only thing that I am truly afraid of is that I might get all claustrophobic with all those people breathing the same air. Still, I have a nagging feeling I should write goodbye letters to the Big Guy and the girls, you know in case the air marshal throws me off the plane mid flight because the duck tape won’t hold me any longer:)

The Sadder But Wiser Girl 2013/01/23 - 11:03 pm

I have to take xanax for anxiety attacks and it’s great, except it also puts me to sleep. Not necessarily a bad thing, as long as sleeping is what you want to do!

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