ok, so raised in a very feminist house, knew what everything looked like vagina wise for me at least. I always knew i had a "cord" there, sadly didnt really clue into the fact that it was my hymen
I've have bruised it on tampons, the bruising goes away, but you might want to avoid them all togeather as you will bruise again if it expands too much...ouch!
so I have sex, with tons of foreplay, with a guy i'd been with a couple of times(...and will likely never get with again after the last time) and my septate hymen was broken and became a subseptate hymen.
A nice way of saying it tore, and bled. Alot. not that i knew it at the time, or for a while later.
After i got rid of him, with an excuse that it was likely my period returning as it had only ended the previous day, i got in the shower to check out just why i was bleeding so bad. Endorphins for the amazing sex were still covering up the majority of the pain so i expexted that maybe i had a small cut or that it really was my period and that my ureter was bruised.. as hazard of being with a guy who is huge and having marathon sex.
I got a major suprise that i'm pretty sure put me into shock, there as something dangeling from my vagin and it was swollen bruised and bloody. I freaked! I began to cry and called my sister told her she needed to take me to the emergency room. She of course had to pick up a friend on the way.
I got in to see a doctor within the hour, an hour of my sisters friend telling me about loosing her virginity and getting something called a tag(which i now realise is a subseptate hymen) and making me feel better. When i fanally got in to the real waiting room the doctor came in and asked how long i'd been pregnant... he had the wrong chart. Then when he examined me he didnt look at anything outside my cervix or vagina. he told me that i had a tiny cut on the vaginal wall and to grow up and basically to stop wasting the hospitals time fraking out. the worst part is i live in a realtivly small city and still see the guy all the time... i just want to shake him for being so insensitive and then myself for not being more assertive about my own body.
I took a good amount of teasing from my sister and went for a drink at our favorite bar... my favorite gay bartender till asks me "hows it hanging?"
unknowing that there is something hanging.
the next day i went to the bathroom at work and noticed that i hadnt been hystarical, there was something hanging and it looked worse that it had the day before.
Luckly my aunt and godmother, whot is also a nurse walked by the bar i worked it, i ran out into the street and grabbed her, bth she and my mom had no idea what i was talking about when i said cord... had to be the most embarrasing conversation in my life.
got to my family doctor, got told it was a subseptate hymen, or "tag", that i could have it removed or not that it was not unusual at all.
I told my mom and my aunt... bot had a different shaped hymen as they blamed it on my dads side of the family.
I still went into shock for a while, not believing the doctor, sure that i was damaged in some way, altered irreversibly. what i didnt realise was that, while physically i had a tiny part of my body changed that didnt really matter at all any more that getting a scar on my knee or a hang nail, it was how i delt with it that mattered.
my sisters friend said she had trouble tlling guys about it as she didnt like hers, it still made her feel uncomfortable, she couldnt get the same joy out of oral sex.
I say embrace it. Penis's and vagina's come in all sorts of different shapes, colors, sizes embrace yours and love it.
No guy has ever notice the difference, or really cared at all about it when i told them what happened, except to know that i was ok and that it didnt cause me pain during sex and it hasnt.
you can have the surgery to have it removed or cut and that might be for you, but its not really necessary, you could live your life without it causing you any problems.
Its really a matter of personal choice, do what feels comfortable for you.
i hope this story help someone...even if i was rather long about it