Surgical intervention? Check. Next stop, IVF. Or so, I am guessing.
Surgery went well. It involved some less-than-lovely prep (hello suppository!) the night before and I wasn’t allowed to eat after the ‘evacuation’ or before the surgery which ended up being delayed until 4pm, or drink during the 8hrs before. So, I was really hungry. I spent a couple hours fully prepped in my lovely gown set complete w/ hair net and booties in the short stay room while various nurses poked and prodded, putting in IVs and such and met w/ the Dr and anaesthesologist.
But, M was with me, holding my hand and making me laugh. My mother, too, and she was calm and supportive. The hospital room was clean and remodeled and the staff so competent and friendly that I felt a surge of pride about working for the same organization. The last thing I remember is that anaesthesiologist giving me ‘something to relax me but that wouldn’t put me to sleep yet.’ Apparently, I’m a pretty cheap date because said I passed out right away after that and they wheeled me away.
According to M’s meticulous notes, the Dr found Stage 4 Endometriosis. It turns out that the cyst that was caught by u/s in my right ovary was one of many hiding behind it. I had to lose half of the ovary just to extract them all.
The good news?
It was the right move to do the surgery.
It appears all the adhesions were on one ovary (right) and nowhere else, including other organs, etc.
My left ovary is clean as whistle.
My fallopian tubes are clear.
Best chances for pregnancy are in the next few months.
AND in a ‘neither here nor there category,’ I apparently have a very large uterus. This explains is why I have such heavy bleeding during periods, or says the Dr via M.
So, for now, the good news wins! While I could fixate on having this issue at all, I’m actually relieved to have confirmation of a diagnosis and all of this new information about exactly what I am dealing with. We are scheduled to have our first RE appt on Jan 6, 2 days after my post-op appt and then we begin again.
New year, new plan.
I took this photo over a week ago but it currently really captures how I feel in the world right now (and not just because of the post-surgery drugs):
Though, if it were really accurate, it would a tandem bicycle…. M and I, feeling clear and resolved, riding forward amidst the chaotic, blurry unknown.
Here’s to a new year and new hope.