Hi all, and thanks for your well wishes! This is just a quick post to let y’all know that I lived and I’m doing fine. I got home yesterday afternoon and have been mostly laying on the couch and occasionally getting up to wander the house, take a pain pill, get some more water, and go to the bathroom.
Thus far, recovery is about what I expected. I’m actually able to lay down (as long as I have a pillow under my legs), which makes getting comfortable a lot more easy. I’m doing a LOT of snoozing in front of the TV. I’m keeping CNN on, maybe I’ll keep up on current events by osmosis.
I’ll write more about it next week, I’m sure, but I’ve got to tell you that my uterus, that fucking whore, got the last laugh. I know I mentioned in my Wednesday entry that I had endometrial tissue removed from my scar line a few years after the c-section that produced the spud. Well, guess what, unbeknownst to us all, has been growing in my abdominal cavity for the past 20ish years?
That’s right, more endometriosis. It was, in fact, all over my uterus and ovaries. My right ovary was actually adhered to my bladder with endometrial tissue. My left ovary was covered in endometriosis.
So my uterus, that whore, got the last laugh because I thought she was being evicted, but on her way out she took both ovaries (there was no saving them) and my cervix as well. I GUESS SHE DIDN’T WANT TO BE LONELY.
I am not thrilled about having both ovaries taken, but you know what? Who knows what kind of misery might have occurred if she hadn’t done the hysterectomy and we didn’t know that endometriosis was in there? And that my ovary was ADHERED to my bladder?
Ugh.
Stupid uterus.
(Also, the surgeon told Fred that my uterus was “mushy.” Gah!)
Seeing the gynecologist on Monday to have staples removed. I don’t expect to be online much between now and then, there’s too much bad TV to be watched. 🙂
Have a good weekend, y’all, and please be advised that you are legally required to be my valentines, every damn one of you.