An update for those that are curious (warning this is pretty graphic, so you might not want to read it if you’re say my brother).
The surgery went pretty well. I kind of lost it emotionally when I was getting my IV. All I could think about was being admitted to the hospital when I was pregnant with Emma and getting an IV and how horrible that day was. They also put leg cuffs on and I was in a hospital gown, so it definitely felt like bed rest, which wasn’t a happy feeling. The doctors were wonderful and so supportive through the whole thing. The IV sedation was AWESOME. The anesthesiologist told me it was going to sting and I remember it stinging for about 2 second and then I woke up and it was all over. It ended up being “just” a fibroid, which is a really good thing. However I’m a little concerned since it was in the exact same place as my last fibroid that attached to my placenta, but I’ll find out more about that next week at my appt.
Unfortunately when I was in recovery the nurse pulled my catheter thinking I didn’t need it and it turned out it was attached to a balloon in my uterus to keep it from scarring. So I had to go back into surgery and be put under again so that they could re-insert it. So we were there much longer than we thought and I now have a very large attachment hanging down the inside of my leg, which is really uncomfortable.
But, I am so glad that it’s over and it went okay (and I woke up)!! Thank you for all your good thoughts, I really appreciate them.
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Monday, April 26, 2010
Are you the type of person whose mind goes to dark places? Or are you able to see the silver lining in everything?
I'm a worrier. I worry about big things and little things. If there isn't something to worry about, I'll find something. I'm a worrier.
I have surgery on Wednesday, it's not a huge deal, but it could help determine if I will have problems carrying another baby to term and if there was a reason for Emma's early arrival. I'm trying to focus on the positive; being one step closer to hopefully having another child, but it's hard not to focus on the things that could go wrong. Not waking up, my doctors finding something not so good, them deciding I needed a full hysterectomy without asking me (which I know would never happen, but it still freaks me out). I trust my doctor completely and she's been fully honest with me. It just scares me that I'm headed back to the hospital that Emma and I spent 3 months at. I'm scared that everything won't be okay, I'm scared that they'll unearth a huge problem.
2 more days and hopefully I can stop worrying.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
A couple weeks ago we were lucky enough to have a family ski weekend. Paul and Sam flew in and we all headed up to Copper Mtn to spend some quality time together. As much as I love spending time with my family, the best part about spending time with family is how much Emma loves it. She loves the attention and the extra people to love on her. She loves the commotion and the extra voices. The hard part is when everyone leaves and it's back to the 3 of us, but we relish the time we have :)
My dad, showing his perfect curling form
Uncle Paul reading a story
More story time with Paul and Sam
Dancing with Grandpa
Catching snowflakes with Grandma (Mom, don't hate me!)
Gardening with Grandpa!