Saturday, September 10, 2011

The morning started out pretty well, but as soon as I was nearly done with grocery shopping with my husband and toddler, the pressure started, if I had not been told by three different doctors that my uterus was in the proper place and not going to fall out, then I would swear that is exactly what I am experiencing, but alas, that is not the case.  It was so disheartening since yesterday was a goodish day.  I cannot say “good” until after my surgery and recovery are behind me, but as far as pain and discomfort goes, yesterday did not rate too poorly.  I am happy to say that I have not needed my heavy duty, don’t drive, and act like you’re not high, pain meds till today.   Today is discouraging, but I want you to look at the word “discouraging” closely, do you see the word courage in it?  I am going to be courageous and brave and not let this define the day.

Now in the past few weeks I would have hoped for something to happen to make my medical case such an emergency, that my surgery would be done right on the spot, unlike the Broadway production that it is turning into. Since my surgery is so complicated, many doctors and medical professionals will be involved in the process.  It is totally necessary and I get that…really.  There are docs for my Endo, docs for my bladder, docs to help those docs and before surgery you have to meet with the folks who will knock you out so you don’t feel the pain.  Love those guys!  

The wait continues, November seems like a lifetime away.  Folks tell me it will go by fast.  I hope they are right.