Wednesday, July 15, 2009

This is the post where you shake your head and say TMI* Woman, TMI

The below mentioned product(s) was/were given to me at no charge for review. I am not being monetarily paid for this review (other than receipt of the free product). I will give my honest opinion and thoughts regarding said product(s).
I was approached by Mom Central with a request to blog about a certain body issue that many, many people encounter. Even I have suffered from this particular pain in the, er, uh moving on.

There is no way to gently transition into it. Today my friends, we are talking about hemorrhoids. Now, when I was pregnant the first time, all those years ago, I didn’t know what an external hemorrhoid was (except that my step-dad used to call all of my brothers one). I would have never dreamed that some day I would have my very own hemorrhoid. I just remember seeing blood one day and that my, well, I was itchy. Back there.
I almost posted a picture of an offending hemorrhoid (not mine of course), but I decided against it. You can thank me later.

I waddled off to the next doctor appointment and I said Doc, I have an issue. My OBGYN, who also delivered my four youngest brothers and sisters and two of my cousins, knew my family well and he said “I’ve got a tissue for your issue.”

Good thing he went into medicine instead of comedy. Just sayin.

I explained my dilemma and he immediately knew what the problem was. He explained what could cause hemorrhoids (excessive pushing and pressure when going number two, constipation, pressure from the pregnancy and even diarrhea). I remember thinking to myself I did not sign up for this when I said “Hey Honey! Let’s have a baby!” My doc suggested a few things, an ointment for the itching, drinking more water, less straining when I tried to go and adding more fiber to my diet.

I was cured!

However, the next time I got pregnant, it was like I was reliving the same nightmare, just earlier in the game. I immediately went to the store and found the coolest product (no pun intended). I found some Tucks medicated wipes. They were in a small round tin and did they do the job. They cooled and soothed at the same time. I liked them much better than I did the ointment because, well, I’ll spare you the details but suffice it to say wiping off with a medicated wipe is better than spreading on an ointment and then walking around. Nuff said.

I share this embarrassment because you are my friend and I am not selfish. Because we’re all adults here. We’ve all had an embarrassing issue once or twice and sometimes, simply being the mom (or becoming one) opens doors to embarrasment we've yet to experience and products and information we would have never dreamed of knowing or learning or reading about on the internets. I wish someone had been around to tell me the tips and tricks of getting through pregnancy. It might have been that much more pleasurable.

* Too Much Information

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