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Attention everybody, the class is about to begin within a line or two. Remember I talked about researching and reporting on Retroversion, once upon a golden moment? Well, the time has come. Before I begin I want to acknowledge this super blogger – Brenda, for the help she extended to me. I also want to thank e.v.e.r.y.b.o.d.y. who has offered to help. Needless to say, I may need more help.

This post covers the meaning of retroversion. Several online sources, in similar words highlight this particular meaning of retroversion –

*Latin, retro + vertere, to turn

*a turning or tilting backward of an organ or body part


Retroversion of the uterus is a variation of female pelvic anatomy in which the body of the uterus is tipped toward the back rather than forward. It is commonly known as a "tipped uterus."


The uterine retroversion is measured as first-, second-, or third-degree, depending on the angle of tilt with respect to the vagina.




Surprise Find/ Question:

I did not know that there were ‘degrees’ of retroversion. I am not aware of where on the spectrum do I lie.

Image Courtesy:
Dorland's Medical Dictionary for Health Consumers. © 2007 by Saunders, an imprint of Elsevier, Inc (First image)
Jonas: Mosby's Dictionary of Complementary and Alternative Medicine. (c) 2005, Elsevier. (Second image)



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Comments

  1. Hmm. How does one go about getting diagnosed with retroversion? Is it something that an OB should find in an annual?

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  2. I think I first heard of this on Sex and the City, when Charlotte finds out she has a tipped uterus.

    Will you find out about the degree of retroversion?

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  3. I have a retroverted uterus and so far it has not had any impact on TTC or fertility treatment. But I don't know about the degree and have a feeling that that could have an impact.

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  4. thanks for the didatic explanation. I really wasn't sure what a retroverted uterus meant.

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