I can think of many other things that I would have rather have done on a Monday, like spending the day at Disney World or binge watching Fuller House. Instead, I subjected myself to a medical procedure that thousands of women endure to ensure that my next trip to visit Micky Mouse doesn’t include a screaming two-year-old in tow.

As someone that doesn’t plan on having children now, and likely ever, an IUD is an effective long-term form of birth control that appealed to me. I’ve tried the pill (talk about feeling crazy!), the ring and obviously condoms, but none of those options made me feel secure enough about eliminating the possibility of getting knocked up. I contemplated the idea of getting a T-shaped foreign device in my lady land, but after having a pow wow with my gyno, we decided that a Sklya would be the best choice for me. It’s the smallest member of the IUD squad and is ideal for women who have never had children. It’s also effective for preventing pregnancy for up to 3 years before it has to be removed.

Although I knew I wanted to move forward with my decision, I didn’t sleep for two days before my procedure. I have a bestie that had a horrifying experience with an IUD, so it fueled my late night Google doctor sessions. I read every single thread on Reddit, every blog, and was losing my mind one click at a time. By the time Monday rolled around I was an anxiety ridden mess! Thankfully, my doctor knows me well enough to know that I can barely handle a pap smear, so she prescribed me some meds to curb the edge and the pain.

On the day of my appointment my boyfriend drove me to my doctor’s office, where I sat in the lobby thinking about the alien that was about to be implanted into my uterus. It didn’t help that my doctor was running late, so I attempted to keep myself occupied reading all of those random medical pamphlets that doctors keep on the table.

When I least expected it, I heard the nurse call my name. I was terrified, but I followed her into the examination room.

Once I was in the room everything went quickly. The entire thing literally lasting about 15 minutes. In that short time span I know I made some funny faces, gripped the chair, and asked if we were done yet about five times. I felt a couple of pinches (this was the local anesthesia) and then when the IUD was being placed I felt really uncomfortable. The best way I can describe the feeling is a strong period cramp. It wasn’t painful, it was just a feeling that I knew I didn’t like, like getting a cavity filled at the dentist. But considering that the crampy feeling only lasted about 15 seconds, it was totally tolerable and gone before I knew it. I was definitely surprised when my doctor told me that we sealed the deal.

That’s it?

I couldn’t help but wonder if I had won the IUD lottery?

It took me a few minutes to finally get up from the awkward “look at my vagina” chair. As I came up I felt a little light headed, so the doctor walked with me back to the lobby to meet back up with my boyfriend.

As soon as I got home, I felt the pain kicking in. The one factual thing I learned for Googling my nights away was that I should brace myself for hella cramps afterwards. I prepared in advance and I had left a blanket, heating pad and my TV remote control on my couch. I spent the rest of the evening curled up with some pretty painful cramps, likely the worst I have ever felt. They were the kind of cramps that make you freeze in a position in fear of the next spasm of pain.

The cramps were literally laughing in the face of the prescribed pain medicine. Not even cookie dough ice cream could fully get my mind of the agony!

Thankfully, by the next morning the cramps had dwindled away. With the exception of feeling a little nauseous in the morning, I felt pretty much like myself by mid day, but I took it easy all day. I also didn’t overly exert myself for the first couple of days.

It’s officially been a week since I got my IUD and my only complaint is the occasional sudden onset of mild cramps. They don’t last long, but they can be intense for a few seconds. Although they are not fun to deal with, I’m happy to announce that they happen less frequently as each day goes by.

Now that it’s all said and done, I can honestly say that my only regret is spending so much time worrying. It was no where near as bad as I had anticipated and I feel much more secure about contraceptive method.

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