Bartholin Cyst Recovery Diary #3

Well, folks, it finally happened. Almost exactly five months after my traumatic, painful, entirely shitty experience getting an infected Bartholin gland cyst lanced and drained in the emergency room… I finally had sex again! And – knock on wood – nothing bad happened!

It made me feel like doing this:

And this:

And this was me to me:

Yup. The sex was great and not at all painful and I am beyond relieved to have crossed this milestone, finally, after a ton of anxiousness and worrying. Although it doesn’t mean that my cyst can’t ever come back (it totally could, so I plan on continuing regular sitz baths and dilating to try to combat that possibility), I’m thrilled the worst didn’t happen – i.e., the cyst immediately recurring. I’m also thrilled that I was able to dilate on my own at home in order to get my muscles back in the swing of being put to use again, and I didn’t need any pelvic floor physical therapy.

All in all, so far, this is the best outcome I could possibly hope for, and I can’t even say how happy I am. Trying to keep the positive vibes going from here on out, because I am so fucking tired of feeling anxious and scared. Manifesting health and happiness and good sex only, let’s go!

If you’d like to keep up with my Bartholin cyst recovery journey, you can see my previous and follow-up posts by clicking this tag.