Why did no one tell me what I was in for?
It’s almost that time.
I am prepping for fibroid surgery. I am feasting on iron tablets.
That first morning after seeking my morning release, I turned around to be greeted by a color that fuels the production of nightmares. The scream that came from my soul fully expressed my dismay and concern. Soon my educated mind chipped in and reminded me this was normal.
Normal?! For who?
Oh the horrors of iron tablet poop!!!
This was necessary because, I was slightly anemic and needed to restore my deficient iron reserves.
Oh the horrors I have been through because of this mortal body!
More information is provided in my book. See details below.
Check out her book Fibroids: The Alien Assassins in My Body
In this testimonial, Denise shares intimate details from her childhood through to adulthood. She discusses, how fibroids or as they are also called myomas, fibromyomas, or leiomyomas, have affected her daily life and the adjustments that she was forced to make. After reading this book, women will become more informed about a disease that affects 80 percent of women; while making life miserable for one in four.
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