Since mom was here for my surgery, we had Thanksgiving with everyone at Daniel & Erin's. (Not sure why I didn't get pictures of that.) Chris and Annie picked her up from the airport which helped me out a ton. It was a great day and we enjoyed playing out back for a bit. Cordon loved the slide!
My Hysterectomy... 11.13.2013
I was going to post pictures of it but I am too lazy to get them, scan them in and upload them so, just the story...
I had planned to have a D&C and have my endometriosis cleaned out. When I talked to the doctor about it we talked about a hysterectomy instead. Then I had a biopsy which showed pre-cancer cells and there was no question, a hysterectomy it would be.
The very best part of it was (and I would do it over again just for this reason) my mom came!!! I LOVE having my mom here. I wish it happened more often. The hardest thing about being from a big family and having her live so far away is that I have to share her when she comes. Not just with my siblings, but with her siblings and my dads too. Of course they have every right to be with her as I do, I just like her to myself and my kids, cause I'm selfish like that. :D She stayed with me the whole time and made everyone come here if they wanted to visit. It was such a blessing for me. Thanks mom!
Anyhow, the surgery went well. I left my right ovary so that I wouldn't have to have hormone therapy and the left one was the one that gave me the most issues anyway. Come to find out, I had a bicornuate uterus. The uterus begins to form around week 5 of pregnancy. It forms from two tubes that grow together to create one, which becomes the uterus. Mine began to join but never finished, creating two separate "horns" at the top. It is essentially heart shaped which causes miscarriages and pre-term labor. This could have lead to some of our fertility problems. The pictures from my surgery show it really well.
My funniest memory was just after I came out of anesthesia and was brought to my room. I was in all sorts of pain and they couldn't give me any more meds until my oxygen levels stabilized. I kept moaning "Ow, ow, ow" over and over. I was barely awake but I remember hearing Derrick and my mom trying to figure out what I was saying. They were like "How what?"
I yelled "OW! O-W! OW!!!" (Seriously, why would I be saying "HOW"?:D)
They laughed and apparently the nurse said to them under her breath "Well, she's gonna be fun."
All in all, everything went well and I healed great and am glad to have it out!