It Was Devastating And Overwhelming
I was diagnosed with HPV when I was 16. I've been fighting it ever since. I have come to realize that I got it from one of the two guys that raped me during the summer of '07. It was a hard thing to take in at first. I went in for my first PAP and my first shot of Gardisil, a week later, my ob/gyn called me while I was at school and left a message for me to call her back. I asked my teacher to be excused from class so I could go to the guidance counselor's office. When I walked into my guidance counselor's office, she looked at me and knew something was wrong. She noticed I was taking my cell phone out of my pocket and asked what was going on. I told her my ob/gyn called and left a message. She then told me to go ahead and listen to it and call her back if I needed to. So I did. When I called my ob/gyn, she told me that I was diagnosed with Level III HPV and that I needed to go in for a biopsy to get some precancerous cells removed from my cervix. I told her to call my mother and schedule my appointment with her and gave her my mother's number. Once I got off the phone with her, I started to cry. My guidance counselor noticed it and said she will tell my teacher that I had recieved some devastating news from a doctor and needed some time to be alone. Once I had calmed down, I told her what I found out and she said that she is willing to do research for me about it. I told her I was going to do the research myself when I went to my Tech class the next day. Ever since that phone call, I have always been so overwhelmed by the fact that I could some day have cervical cancer and maybe have to get my cervix removed. Well, I just recently went to my ob/gyn for my semi-annual PAP on January 31st, and she told me that if she doesn't call me within a week, things were back to normal. I hope and pray I don't get a phone call because I have been freaking myself out for the last 3.5 years.