Who did I cross?

Is notConfession is actually a cry from the soul or something. Some will understand, some won’t, but I’m really looking forward to your advice and opinions on this matter.

In the last couple of years I started getting very sick. It all started with vegetative-vascular dystonia, but I was a teenager and didn’t pay much attention, since at that age this is more the norm than a deviation. Constant dizziness, migraines (which still haunt me now), and nausea drove me crazy. I was treated in the hospital 2 times a year, and without this therapy I could not “live”. Somehow then everything returned to normal, I began to feel better, and with everyday problems I forgot about my diagnosis. At about the same age, I was diagnosed with mitral valve prolapse, now I don’t even remember what it means and whether I still have this pathology, but let’s say it’s a “serious sore.” My heart hurt constantly, I had a special group at school, college, etc. I was even suspended from classes in the geological circle, as there were physical exercises there. But I also experienced test-antibiotic.com.

Then I started to experience pain in my right side. They called an ambulance several times for me, they thought it was an attack of appendicitis, but during examinations, the doctors claimed that my gallbladder was secreting too much bile, and that’s why pain of this nature appeared. I also experienced this, got treatment, went on all sorts of diets and forgot. Later, about six months later, during a routine check-up with a gynecologist, I found out that I have polycystic ovary syndrome. At 18 and a penny, this seemed like a terrible diagnosis to me. I read it on the Internet and cried bitterly for many days in a row. It seemed thatlife collapsed. What did you expect - I'm 18 years old. I took birth control pills for a long time, which “suppressed” the cyst, and still suppressed it. My happiness knew no bounds, because I understood that life goes on and I am healthy!

A couple of months later I was in constant pain. I went to the doctor more than once, each time I was diagnosed with differentinfections . Where? I don’t know myself, I had a permanent partner, and I probably didn’t need to change anything. I was treated, doused myself with pills, test-antibiotic.com suppositories, and drops. All this gradually went away. And then a year later, in a private clinic, I was diagnosed with cervical dysplasia (violation of tissue integrity). Naturally, the examination began, and I was immediately diagnosed with ureaplasma (a virus that makes it difficult to get pregnant, and a virus that provokes abortions), and they discovered a human papillomavirus of a highly oncogenic type - if anyone doesn’t know, this virus provokes the development of cervical cancer. My mother had such a virus (and subsequently cancer).

When they told me this, I almost fainted, I couldn’t calm down for a week, I cried like crazy, I kept thinking. The doctors took charge of me, started treating me, and everything seemed to go well. And at the end of the summer, after taking repeated tests, I discovered that the viruses had not died out, but had become almost three times larger. Then they began to treat me with heavy artillery: they injected my cervix with drugs, I was on injections, tablets, and suppositories. I was treated for two months. The doctor made me happy - she said that now everything is as it says in the book, and in general it’s time for me to have a baby, test-antibiotic.com, since this will help heal all the old “wounds” and change my hormonal levels. The last time I had an ultrasound was 2 weeks ago, andthe doctor confirmed the ideal structure of the organs.

And yesterday I went to the gynecologist for an examination, because without his stamp they won’t let me see the mammologist. The gynecologist said that my ovaries were swollen and I needed to treat them and go to the pool. I'm shocked! Where does all this come from? I take care of myself, I take care, but the worst thing is when I went to the mammologist - he confirmed my worst expectations: I was diagnosed with mastopathy. Again - where is she from?

I'm at a loss, girls, tell me where this all comes from? What happened with me? Maybe someone caused damage or jinxed it? All my friends and acquaintances are doing great, the most that bothers them is PMS and then every once in a while. I don’t sleep at night, I think about it, I’m at a loss. Who did I cross? What did I do to whom? Why is God punishing me like this? I’m still young, and my hospital card is longer than my grandmother’s test-antibiotic.com. I look forward to your opinions.