Wednesday was my surgery. Apparently it went really well. "Textbook" in fact. Dr. S said I needed the surgery. My uterus had become twisted 90 degrees to the right and the fibroid was calcified so it was like a head of cauliflower protruding into my abdomen. The fibroid was bigger and deeper than she expected so she chose to leave a sliver of it in, rather than completely cut it out because she didn't want to remove a large section of my uterus wall, leaving scarring and compromising my fertility and ability to carry. I will have to wait a year to concieve and have a c-section if we chose to have another baby.
Apparently, besides the fibroid my reproductive system, bowels and bladder looked beautiful. This surprised me, as I was under the assumption that I had Endometrosis based on my genetic history and my menstral symptoms. Maybe things will improve on that front now.
Dr. S went with a vertical incision. It goes from my belly button to my girly bits and is stapled shut. Apparently, I also have ten cms of sutures on my uterus.
I don't really remember day 1. I was on a PAS system for pain management and had a binder on.
In the morning, they took off my binder, removed my PAS and my catheter and encouraged me to walk several times a day. I was also given a breathing apparatus and told to breath in it ten times every hour I was awake to reexpand my lungs.
The pain was manageable, as long as I didn't move. They gave me Tyenol and Advil every 6 hours. This surprised me. I thought I'd get some good stuff. I guess the rational is that most of the pain involved in my surgery is aggravated by gas and your codienes and opiates and the like make that worse.
I am still taking an extra strength Advil ad Tyebol every four I six hours and getting up regularly for walks.
Life is uncomfortable. I will write more about my post-operative experience later as typing this has made me tired and gave me a headache.
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