I was 14. I woke up one Shabbat morning doubled over in excruciating pain. My mother rushed to a local doctor who advised calling an ambulance. I was taken to the local hospital and operated on that night.
I had an imperforate hymen; a congenital disorder where a hymen without an opening, obstructs the vagina. I was 1 in 1000 or 1 in 10,000 females, depends whom you ask. It’s not so great to be special. When I came around after surgery, the doctor handed my care over to the nursing staff saying: oh, don’t worry, you’re still a virgin. About eight years later I wished I could go back to that day and, shake her. Take it all out! Remove the darned thing. [Read more…]