In my last blog I detailed my hesitation and resistance to my gynaecologist's suggestion that I have a second diagnostic laparoscopy (keyhole surgery) to look for endometriosis. It feels weird then, almost two months later, to be writing that this week I had that surgery. My hesitations varied from not wanting to repeat another painful…
Continue reading ➞ Vindication, endometriosis & some Douglas bloke | Pleasure Moans #3
There I was, sitting in the waiting room of my community hospital trying to read Papillion. I say trying because I was very distracted. It was my last week of term, I was, as I made clear in my last post, absolutely pooped. But more distracting than any of the assignments, deadlines and very real desire to…
Continue reading ➞ “While you’re unconscious…” | Pleasure Moans #2
Try not to intellectualise your bodily experiences (much too late for that) If you start dating again, you're likely to unconsciously pick someone with erectile dysfunction (can I unknow this?) When you're ready, try penetration but on your own (oh shit, here we go) Those are the three nuggets of wisdom my sex therapist gave me when we finished…
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