I was raised in a traditional Asian-American, sheltered environment with strong Catholic beliefs. I began menstruating at a young age (10 years old). My mother discouraged me from using tampons, and when I did try, I couldn’t insert them anyway. When I was in college I had a botched pelvic exam. The nurse practitioner who performed it basically laughed at me. Though she didn’t use a speculum, the end result was tears and excruciating pain the following couple of days whenever I would urinate. My GYN physicians since then have been understanding and performed the exams by putting me under general anesthesia.
I have been married for 7 years; we have been together for 10. Despite this issue, my husband and I were able to orgasm during “sex.”
For the first few years of our marriage, I was able to bury my head in the proverbial sand, but eventually, while living on the west coast, I sought the help of a sex therapist. Though we worked on many issues during the year and a half I saw her, we didn’t make much headway with this particular one. She encouraged me to review books and watch videos in order to desensitize myself. I moved to the east coast a couple of years ago. I saw a psychologist for a few months, but it was a waste of time. My husband found the sex therapist I was most recently seeing. Although he was male, he was Catholic, which gave me a level of comfort. He was the one who gave me the book “Private Pain,” which inspired me to contact the Women’s Therapy Center (WTC).
The WTC was my last hope. My husband and I want children, so when I turned to them, I was putting “all my eggs in their basket.” This is where my life changed…
I did the out-of-town program. Treatment is only two weeks, so it is very intense, very fast. I have to admit that despite hearing the 100% success rate for out-of-towners, I was a skeptic and expected to be their first failure. Apparently, everyone shares that feeling…
Dr. Ditza was literally hands-on with the bodywork, while Dr. Ross really did hold my hand and kept me mentally grounded. They pushed me through my panic and fear. Once I made it to the “other side,” I recognized — albeit reluctantly initially — for the first time ever what my body could do. At the same time, they taught me so much about that part of my body, including basic anatomy and personal hygiene. I was thrilled by the tampon lesson! My husband joined me the second week, and that’s when intercourse finally happened. It was amazing.
I have never worked so hard for something in my entire life (and that includes military basic training). But I never wanted something as much before either. All the clichés fit: What was impossible before is now possible. A whole new world has been opened to me. A huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I have a better outlook on life and a spring in my step!
Ditza and Ross are amazing human beings. I will always be grateful to them. I am also grateful for the wonderful support network they have created with their patients. When I first read their book, I cried. I related to every story written, every emotion expressed. Most importantly, I realized that I wasn’t alone, nor could I fix this problem by myself. I needed their professional help and the emotional support — and prayers — of those who shared my condition. Because of them, I am now cured*.
– Gigi S.
* Results may vary from person to person