Full disclosure, I don’t want this blog entry to discourage anyone from getting this procedure done. The endometrial biopsy is an important test and can be life saving for some as it is how to see if your uterus has cancer, so please don’t read this and be discouraged. 

That being said, holy cow! I have had so many different uncomfortable tests done, barium swallows, colonoscopies, pap smears, internal ultrasounds, even root canals and this was the worst yet. And I have been uncomfortable for days since with what I think is spotting. I guess I had never had spotting before and I had assumed it would be like actual spots of blood, I am not sure why but it’s just a bit of that somewhat familiar brown blood in my discharge. 

I am going to go into great detail of my experience with this in this entry so readers beware..

I had been advised to take painkillers beforehand. I ended up having to also take a prescribed pill for anxiety that I refer to as my rescue meds. The anxiety leading up to leaving then arriving was intense, dizzying, chest squeezing raw anxiety. The meds helped, by the time we got to her office my hands were just shaking and I was relatively calm.


My OBYGN is old fashioned and before she wheeled in her little cart of mediaeval metal tools, I liked that about her. I hadn’t even seen a metal speculum in at least 8 years, not a sight for sore eyes. She showed me the “tiny tube” as she described it before I laid down. A kind way of putting it I suppose but it had to be 30 cm long and at least 3 mm wide, which is twice as thick as a belly button or tongue ring for reference, that is big. I explained to her that I was really scared and she reassured me it would be fast so I laid down and put my feet into the stirrups, dehumanizing as usual, had my husband stand by my chest for support.

It started like any other pap would have, she generously ran the metal tool under warm tap water before inserting it. The speculum has always been very painful to open for me and this time was not an exception. She “cleaned” my vaginal walls with two dry feeling wipes. I didn’t like that and had never had that happen before, it made me uncomfortable but I assume it is to ensure a sterile sample. This quickly became the least of my worries as she clamped the tenaculum into my cervix. If you don’t know what that is and want to take a look click here. 

That was the moment I yelped and grabbed onto my husband, and from here it just got worse and worse. I felt her go through my cervix and then pull and push and rotate. It went on for what felt like an eternity but was more realistically about 5 to 10 terrible seconds and then when I thought I was done, I found out it is standard to do 2 samples and she needed to do it again! It felt as if she had hit me with a spear through my vagina and out my lower back. The pain was insane. I must have been screaming the entire time, squeezing my husband for dear life with both my hands as he attempted to encourage deep breathing but I could only manage short breathes through my moaning and hollering. I feel bad for the pregnant women in the waiting room that had to hear that getting ready for their turn with the same doctor.

Due to having Autism, I have very heightened senses and I feel like I felt every touch and every movement. I briefly cried after, it took me a solid 5 minutes to even move from the position she had put me in. It was so bad, it affected me emotionally and I felt completely drained. I carried a feeling of ‘I cannot believe that just happened to me.’ for days after. I think today is the first day I feel normal since but I am about to start ovulation which has become just a second tidy period to me. That being said I am still getting occasional stabbing pain in the area but to be fair my uterus is in rough shape and that’s why we are here.

I have done a lot of painful things and typically afterwards I’d get the feelings of ‘oh that wasn’t so bad’, or ‘that wasn’t as bad as I expected’. Not this time. This was nothing like I have ever felt before and in turn nothing like I expected which seems crazy because I expected this to be painful. I guess you just don’t get the gratification you get when you get a new piercing or tattoo done. This was just unpleasant. My next check point is on July 29th when she will call me to go over the results and I hope to book the surgery. I thought she said “if ” when talking about booking and it made me panic, my husband assured me she didn’t say that but I can’t shake that I thought I heard that, I am just so tired of fighting to get the surgery I need.