3:10 p.m. - 2006-01-31
The girl parts surgery was last Thursday, and things went well. They weren't expecting to find anything, but felt they needed to do it to rule out anything physical before they put me on Super Duper Injectible Stork Steroids (tm). Turns out, they found a lot. They removed some adhesions on my bowels (they're saying removing them could help with my constipation, thereby negating all the horrible things I told EdgarFrog), lasered (LASERS! INSIDE ME!) some endometriosis out of my abdominal cavity, removed a cyst from my left ovary, and took a bunch of scar tissue out from around my left ovary. The lady Dr with the pendulous busoms said my left ovary was in a "cave" of scar tissue. That is also the ovary that showed signs of being polycystic, and is also the one that the sonograms (with the cute boy) showed was responding to the last drugs and ovulating. So, even though it was ovulating, the egg couldn't get out of the cave of scar tissue to find the little tube. So, all of that is to say that Vicodin is good. Very, very good. Magic, even.
Another cool thing is that when she got all the scar tissue removed, she didn't want it forming around that ovary again, so she put in this layer of mesh, which, within several hours after surgery, turns into a layer of silicon to form a boundary between my ovary and the scar tissue. So now I have a cool cool force field inside me, protecting my girl parts. I told my husband they put some silicon inside me, and his reaction was "You got new boobs, too!" I told him no, my boobs were perfectly stupendous the way they are. I also did remember to quote Muffin (when I got home) and tell him that "Hell, I been hurt worse fuckin", because I didn't want a little thing like his absence when I woke up to keep me from using THAT line.
I've kinda been in and out at work the last few days, but I think I'm on a pretty good regimen of pain meds that still allow me to drive, so maybe we're over the worst of it. I have to say that if JamieJean hadn't come to babysit me, there's just no telling how I would have fared the first few days. The smallest things, like having to stand up to go to the bathroom, not to mention actually peeing, loom very large when all your insides have been jacked with recently.
Speaking of surgeries on girl parts, if you like to see shit blown up, you should visit Halee today. The video she linked to just freaking made my day.
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