Yes, I finally have a post up. It took me a little bit but here it is.
This Valentine's day was just a normal day for me... Well, that depends on what most people call normal. I had scheduled to do my hysterectomy that day. One reason was because she only does those surgeries Tuesday and Thursday. Keira didn't have school that Friday or Monday, making it easier on the hubby. And I just wanted to get it taken care of.
I didn't think I was having this hysterectomy for any other reason other than vaginal bleeding, pain in my pelvic area, cysts, multiple periods a month. But I had a feeling there was something more. I don't just have irregular bleeding or pelvic pain just because. The surgery went good. My doctor wanted me to stay another night because of the pain and I was running a fever, had to be put on a breathing machine and she was worried pneumonia. She tells me this Friday afternoon when they already have the cathlider out, the IV out, my blood pressure was fine, all my machines were off of me. Why would I say oh ya I'll stay? I went home Friday afternoon. I should have stayed an extra day like she suggested just to have that extra day of down time. I am not a person to just sit still or let everyone else do my work!!
Well, I got "the" call that everyone dreads. I got a call Monday morning from my doctor telling me the results from everything they did during surgery. Come to find out, they found a tumor on my cervix. Which wound up being benign. And I have endometriosis.
Before I even scheduled my hysterectomy, I had multiple ultra sounds. I am talking 3 or 4 in the same spots. 3 pelvic ultra sounds. 2 vaginal probe ultra sounds. Multiple paps. Some of them weeks apart. Found nothing. I was told I could have an abdominal mass. Another ultra sound shows nothing. Was sent to a urologist.. Nothing found there either. So, this whole time I am explaining all my symptoms and why I want a hysterectomy, I was actually doubting myself because nobody is finding anything wrong with me.. Why do I even need this thing done? So, I get off the phone with the doc and just start crying...."they didn't do this for nothing, there was actually something wrong with me!"
