We can have organs removed through our vaginas. Cool!
This is, of course, controversial, but I don’t really see why. If it caught on, presumably it would always remain optional, yes? I mean, nobody should have anything stuck up her tunnel of love without consent. That goes without saying. But if I had to have my gallbladder or appendix removed, I would much rather they go through the vag than through the abdominal wall. (Or the mouth or rectum, the other orifices they’re starting to do this kind of surgery through.)
I remember talking to my friend Jo while she was recovering from hernia surgery a couple years ago. This quote kinda stuck with me: “Did you ever realize that every fucking movement you make originates with your abdomen? ‘CAUSE I DIDN’T.”
And Jo’s a yoga teacher.
This is the same reason why I’m pathologically afraid of being forced to have an “emergency” caesarean if I ever do the kid thing. My mother had four c-sections, because she had the first one in 1960, and the way they did it then precluded ever having a vaginal birth afterwards. She made it very, very clear to us fruits of her abdomen that this meant she’d faced down four newborns immediately after major surgery, and basically, if she’d never done anything else for us but give birth that way–in fact, if she’d abandoned each of us in a thicket on the way home from the hospital–we would still owe her eternal, profound gratitude for that alone.
I’m inclined to agree.
So I’m perfectly happy to apply the same principle to diseased organs as I would to babies: if it is humanly possible to get it out through my cooter instead of cutting me open, for the love of god, do that.