Whenever I mention that I've had a cyst removed, I hear someone tell me their cyst story. Today, as I was fitted for a bite guard by my dentist, she added to the litany.
I've heard about my mother-in-law having an ovary removed due to a cyst. She was 24 and still in Korea, the doctors told her she'd never have children. She told me the story to encourage me that I can still have babies.
My dentist tells me that she had one in her early 20's. In fact, she didn't have her period for two years, saw 20 different American doctors, and was finally diagnosed by a Chinese doctor (she's Cambodian). In the process of telling me about that, she mentions that she has two uteruses. Her doctor told her she was one of 150 women in the world with that condition. I was able to chime in, "One of my close friends in college had that. She has two cervixes, too. Every time she goes to the OB/GYN they ask if they can have their colleagues examine her as well (since it's so rare)." The dentist laughed and then asked if my friend had children. She was SO relieved when I told her that yes, my friend had a daughter and the pregnancy was fine. She told me she'd tell her boyfriend the good news that night.
It's strange to have the key to such intimate conversations! I've found out more about the bodies of women I know than I ever wanted to! I'm grateful for so much advice and commiseration, but still find myself a bit weirded out.