Well, I had the surgery and I'm in recovery -- if that's what we're calling this.
Last Monday, I had the hysterectomy. My ovaries and cervix were left, and I stayed in the hospital for two nights in both excruciating pain and boredom.
I should have written this post earlier because there's a lot that I no longer feel like writing about, and things that I've likely forgotten, like being awakened every 2 hours for vitals, and once each night at 3:00 am to have blood drawn.
To bring us up to speed, I went home from the hospital two days later on Wednesday. I was a slave to my pain meds for the first few days, until I realized that I was still in pain, and could do nothing that I wanted to do. In fact, this is one of the worst experiences of my life. So, I decided to go off the meds.
Sounds counterintuitive, right?
More on this later.
