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TIFU by not taking it easy enough after surgery

Ha ha sex injury, get it all out now. But I didn't know so maybe someone can learn from my fuck up.

I have cervical cancer and had a radical hysterectomy (everything removed) on 8/5. Recovery was awful that first week but now that I'm 3 weeks out I'm feeling pretty much back to normal. Some tenderness in my belly, some hot flashes, and I'm tired, but overall I'm like ok I've got this!

I knew that sex was off the table for several more weeks so that I could heal but I wondered about alone time so I tried looking it up. Everything I read said that I was good to go even the same day I had surgery if I was up to it and avoided penetration. Cool, great. But I didn't find anything specific about my type of hysterectomy and I think that's where I really fucked up. My surgery was not done laparoscopically and since my cervix was removed there are more internal stitches and that's the only thing I can think of for what went wrong.

Everything was fine up until the end. Right at that moment I felt an intense stabbing pain in my lower right belly area. It feels like a pulled muscle with acid poured on it. I went from such a high to a pretty sad low lol. When my boyfriend got home I told him I sat up too fast and hurt myself since I was limping a little and wanted to hide my shame.

TL;DR - strummed my lady guitar too soon after a radical hysterectomy and it really fucking hurts

Edit: Thanks for all of the concern guys! I called my GYN and cried and awkwardly told him what happened and he was very sweet and also I'm fine 💜

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