Under The Influence of Pain Killers

I've had a little more time to write since I've been recuperating from surgery. I had a hysterectomy (where they remove your hysteria) and I was told that some people (mostly women) get very emotional afterward. My emotions have been mostly ecstatic but I have felt a little sentimental, too. I've been blessed with three beautiful children. But I'm done with it. I feel a little sad that I don't feel like I've lost a part of me, like some ladies. I kind of feel as if I owe my uterus somehow, like I should write an ode or something. Here goes:



Ode to My Uterus



Ode to my uterus - you have served me well,

But most of the time - you've given me ........heck.

Thanks for the womb service! But now I'm free.

There's womb at the top waiting for me!

Three babies have grown in my living womb,

But you've become an empty old tomb.

So thank you, thank you and thanks again,

Even though now there's no womb at the inn.





If you talk about your uterus, is it called a "chat womb?" I have some pictures from my surgery.

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Did you really think I was going to show pictures? A womb with a view!?! I'm not that crazy! This isn't real estate where you can view properties womb by womb!