Speaker's Age: 29 Story Told In: 2005  It's so weird to talk
about it now and realize how removed I was from it. I remember
coming to in the recovery room and feeling this overwhelming
sense of relief that it was over. I felt so grateful to everyone
that worked there... I wanted to write them all thank you
letters. Thank you for being here, that this is an option, that
I can leave and continue with my life. I remember my boyfriend
and I fighting that weekend about stuff that didn't have
anything to do with this, and not really ever talking about it
again.  I guess it was 5 years later: I had been shopping around
to get an IUD, because I had been with my boyfriend for so long.
They have to measure the depth and tilt of your uterus before
they put it in. So they use an instrument called a sound, which
is a long thin metal rod. So the doctor had numbed my cervix but
you can't numb the inside of the uterus. So I'm on the table,
laa dee da, I'm going into work late, looking at my watch like I
gotta get to work. Th