• Erin Zaranec

Are you there, God? It's Me - Erin's Uterus

Updated: Nov 6, 2019

I’ll start this blog with a disclaimer that, quite frankly, seems a little silly to type. This series will be taking a walk on the wild side and frequently referencing words that society has tucked far, far away into a vault of shame. 

Vagina. Uterus. Ovaries. Fallopian Tubes. Menstruation. Maybe, just for fun, even a reference to the rectum (gasp!). 


Think about it… we hear the word dick all the time. In comedy skits, in casual conversations on the street - hell, I think some variation of the word ‘dick’ made up half of the script of Sex and the City. 


Sure, maybe we’re not going into graphic detail about the male pubic system on a regular basis, but we can at least say dick as freely as we please without many repercussions. Say vagina, though, and suddenly the room gets hushed.


Oh… and the word menstruation?

Forget about it! You DEFINITELY can’t say that one in public without running the risk of some man blushing so hard he may pass out from the blood rush to his head. 


So, here we are. Just me and the Internet talking about my lady bits. 


I’m twenty five years old. Just five years shy of my ‘Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving’ days. Still pretty young. My body should be in its prime! I should be running laps of joy everyday just because I can. 


But, I can not. There’s actually lots of days where I can barely get off the couch. 


The Invisible Illness section of this site isn’t just going to expose the Internet to my uterus for fun (although, my uterus does know how to party…) I’ll be chatting with you all about the (literal) knots my reproductive system has tied itself in. The blood work, the testing, oh - get ready for this - you’ll even hear about a colonoscopy! 


I’ll try to be as clear as I can be… but we have to agree on one thing, here: I am not a doctor, medical professional, or even someone who excelled in science and biology. I am just a gal who has gone through more than six doctors, countless testing, and more pain than one can imagine to get myself here. 


Are you there, God? It’s Me - Erin’s Uterus. If you’re listening, I would really like to be a regular old uterus, one that just does its job and does it with no complaint. If you’re not listening, God, at least The Internet is! 


The Invisible Illness series will be published on Mondays and Wednesdays, detailing my journey with chronic pelvic pain and the various treatments I am prescribed. The next post of the series will detail my most recent experiences in the medical system and introduce you to the doctor who has me on my way to a recovery.