The Nightmare on Nonny Street

Nonny: A nice term for lady parts

Welcome to my blog. You are about to get to know me REALLY well! (psssst: just a heads up. If you can't deal with reading about periods, lady parts or blood, you might want to skip this read and find something a bit lighter to bury your head into *no euphemism intended*)

Recently I have been having some bleeding between my periods. Sometimes it's random, sometimes it's after a gym session, and sometimes it's after sex (sorry Dad). Thinking about it, I couldn't remember when I last had a smear test, and I don't even know how often you're supposed to have them. FYI, I googled it, and this is what the NHS website says:

I'm 33, so that must mean I had my last smear test in January 2018.

So, I rang the doctors and booked a smear test. It's not the most pleasant experience, but it is just 2 minutes of having your legs in the air while your Nonny gets swobbed, easy.

Today was the day, 11:35am at Epworth surgery (South Axholme Practise). Now, I have a lot to say about my historical experience with this surgery, but that will come later. I popped my mask on and confidently walked in to the waiting room ready to get this investigation under way. The Nurse called me in, and asked me why I was there. I explained about the bleeding between my periods etc and that I couldn't remember when I last had a smear. *tap tap tap* on the keyboard she goes. "You're not due until January next year." She said. "Ah it's only a couple of months away!" I responded.

I was refused! REFUSED!

Did you know that (according to cancer research UK) "there are 850 cervical cancer deaths in the UK every year. That's more than 2 every day." If we look at the Worldwide statistics, in 2018, an estimated 570 000 women were diagnosed with cervical cancer and about 311 000 women died from it. (according to The World Health Organisation). That's about 852 deaths per day, worldwide, from cervical cancer alone! Wow!

I will not be killed by my Nonny!

I am not one to accept a "No"...ask my Dad...and Sach. If you tell me that I can't do something, I'll do my damnedest to prove you wrong!

I know that I only have to wait for 3 more months to get a smear test but a lot can happen in 3 months. Surely I can go private and pay for one? Well apparently that's not 100% guaranteed. I rang Park Hill Hospital (Private hospital in Doncaster) and spoke to the lady on reception, explained my problem and asked if I could pay for a smear test. She told me that I'd have to pay between £150-£250 for a consultation, and then the consultant would make the decision. If the consultant says yes, then it'll cost £50 for a smear test. So even when you pay what is a weeks wage for some people (just for a consultation), you may still get declined! Amazing! So now what?!

If you've begun following me on social media over the last 5 years, then you may not know about my history relating to this subject. My next blog will be all of my blogs from 2013/2014 put into one post for you to read about my ordeal. I can't deny that when I read it all back, I shed a tear to two.

My next few moves are a important ones, not just for me, but for Women all over the UK. Let's put a stop to this sh*t show!

Thanks for reading and take care of yourselves. But most of all, listen to your's always trying to tell you something.

Much Love

Alexandra (Lexxie)


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