Ok ladies, I'm not even sure where to start today. I posted earli...

Ok ladies, I'm not even sure where to start today. I posted earlier this month (June 8th) and finally got in for an appointment to get this thing removed 2 days ago. I refuse to refer to it by its name on this website anymore since whenever you do it is put in bold as if it is special so, from here on out I choose to call it that Evil Thing or ET. I have been so depressed since my appointment that I haven't felt like talking to anyone about anything much less about this, but I'm starting to come out of it today so, here goes. Things did not go well from the start since my doctor wasn't available for my appointment as she had been called away to the hospital to deliver a baby. Well, I'm a pretty flexible gal and I understand that although I don't want kids other people do so, I can share my doctor. I was OK with seeing someone else as long as they would remove this ET. Initially, it sounded like it would be no problem from what the nurse was saying, but then in walks this Mother Goose looking lady who starts in on me about how I haven't had it very long (3 months) and why would I want it out. So, I start to tell her all the problems I'm having. (Small recap: extreme daily cramps, increased appetite, decreased energy, significant mood changes, decrease interest in sex as well as uncomfortable/painful sex, acne, plus others) She proceeds to tell me how strange that it is that I'm having problems with cramps since this ET is supposed to make you have fewer cramps. So, I'm all well that's nice, but I never ever had cramps when I took pills (for 14 years) and I have literally had cramps every single day for the past 3 months. Based on that one thing alone I wanted the ET gone. Despite her skepticism she was agreeable to removing it, but then she asked me the question. The question I couldn't answer and the question that turned me upside down. Maybe I should have known this before going, but I didn't and certainly no one bothered to tell me. She asked when was the last time I'd had sex because it was very important that it had been more than a week ago due to the possibility of getting pregnant. Well despite my complete lack of interest in sex, at some point last week I threw my poor husband a bone and we had sex. Since I can no longer concentrate or focus or remember anything that goes on in my life because I have this ET in my body I couldn't remember exactly when that was. I even called my husband as sat there naked from the waist down and in a complete panic desperately hoping he could remember, but men don't remember ANYTHING!!!! Mother Goose said she thought I would be OK based on the time frame I had it narrowed down to, but tells me she had removed one before and a lady got pregnant who had had sex 3 days prior to removal. (I did know I was past 3 days, but the story did its job and scared me.) I asked her if she could give me a 100% certainty that I would not get pregnant if she removed it and she couldn't. Well, needless to say I still have the damn thing because I just can't take that risk. I have already had one accidental pregnancy while taking the pill and I just can't go through that again. I broke down. I had a complete meltdown in the office because it was supposed to be over. That day was supposed to be it. I was supposed to be rid of this ET and start to get on with my life and I felt like it was my fault because I couldn't remember, but NO it's not my fault because if it wasn't for the ET I would be able to remember things! Anyway, that's how my thoughts were going round and round. So, I start to explain more to Mother Goose about how this is a perfect example of how the ET has affected my moods. Well, once she sees this display she gets all concerned and starts asking me more questions and over and over again "so, this JUST started 3 months ago?" As if I was making it all up. As if I'm really depressed and have probably been so for some time and I'm using the ET as an excuse. WHATEVER!!! So, at this point I'm not sobbing anymore and I've flipped to really angry b****h mode because she was seriously pissing me off. She goes on and on with these depressive symptom questions and asking how stressed I am and finally I'm just like, look I'm a normal person with normal problems who knows how to deal with things, but I can't now because of this ET!!! She didn't say the word out loud, but I know she was on the verge of prescribing me an anti-depressant. She did say she had NEVER heard of the ET causing this (or any of the symptoms I listed for her) to happen but I could be her first. I was so worn out at this point I didn't even have the energy to educate her even though I felt like it was my job to do so for the sake of other women who might cross her path. She finally quit grilling me and then my absolute favorite part of the whole visit came when she leaned forward, patted my knee and said, "now, you know you're going to have to keep your sweetie off you for awhile." I'm 31 for goodness sake and married--I think my "sweetie" and I can abstain for a few more days. Plus, did you not just witness the meltdown I had when you told me you couldn't remove it today because we DID have sex--do I look like a moron to you? Good grief!!! Mother Goose lady had no idea how much danger she was in at that point, but I did well and restrained myself--mostly because I was just beat, I had nothing left. I go back for Take 2 on Monday. That appointment is again with my doctor--I hope she is actually available this time. Thanks for letting me vent--I needed it. Most importantly, if you are getting your IUD removed do not have sex a week prior to removal. Mother Goose says most doctors are good with no sex 5 days prior, but she feels safer with 7 days, personally I think they are all idiots! Take care everyone.