The Surgery Story
Once again, I don't precisely know why I didn't post about this as soon as I got the go ahead last November from my Endo Dr, but regardless, I'm having a laparoscopy on Thursday.
Exploratory purposes, with plans for excision of any endo implants, scars or adhesions. I'm going to try to get him to agree to remove my appendix and gall bladder as well, because let's face it, those lil buggers could explode and I'd have no idea that it wasn't my "normal" pain.
I don't particularly feel good about this surgery. It's not that I don't have faith in my doctor or that I think I shouldn't have the procedure - hell, I think they should have opened me back up as soon as it was obvious that I wasn't getting better from standard treatment (which means I think it should have happened 4 years ago) - its more that I don't think I'm going to like the results of the surgery.
I mean really, what is good news for a woman who seems to be having a period without having a uterus? That the blasted thing hasn't grown back? That I'll get to keep most of my bladder? That its just endo (ha!) and not organ failure or cancer?
And just how much, if at all, should I get my hopes up for some actual pain relief? I don't want to live the rest of my life with a three methadone a day habit prescription.
I put off thinking about the surgery as long as I could, didn't start planning my side of it until last week really. Irresponsible, I know, but I got a hotel room for the night before with no problem and other than my mp3 player going to techno heaven, things are moving along without a hitch. Bailey will stay with my parents, and likely hate me for the first hour after we get back (she has some abandonment issues, may need therapy /grin/).
I love her so much, it seems impossible that we went so long without a dog in our apartment. She made the holidays fun even. She's so smart its spooky, I'm convinced that one day I'll catch her with maps and detailed plans for world domination.
So anyway, yeah, surgery is 9:30am CST on Thursday. Will update when possible, likely on Twitter via my blackberry. Here's hoping that laparoscopies have changed enough in the last eight years (!) that the CO2 doesn't feel like its trying to tear off my shoulder.
Updated Bailey's picture gallery. Enjoy the cute-break.
Exploratory purposes, with plans for excision of any endo implants, scars or adhesions. I'm going to try to get him to agree to remove my appendix and gall bladder as well, because let's face it, those lil buggers could explode and I'd have no idea that it wasn't my "normal" pain.
I don't particularly feel good about this surgery. It's not that I don't have faith in my doctor or that I think I shouldn't have the procedure - hell, I think they should have opened me back up as soon as it was obvious that I wasn't getting better from standard treatment (which means I think it should have happened 4 years ago) - its more that I don't think I'm going to like the results of the surgery.
I mean really, what is good news for a woman who seems to be having a period without having a uterus? That the blasted thing hasn't grown back? That I'll get to keep most of my bladder? That its just endo (ha!) and not organ failure or cancer?
And just how much, if at all, should I get my hopes up for some actual pain relief? I don't want to live the rest of my life with a three methadone a day habit prescription.
I put off thinking about the surgery as long as I could, didn't start planning my side of it until last week really. Irresponsible, I know, but I got a hotel room for the night before with no problem and other than my mp3 player going to techno heaven, things are moving along without a hitch. Bailey will stay with my parents, and likely hate me for the first hour after we get back (she has some abandonment issues, may need therapy /grin/).
I love her so much, it seems impossible that we went so long without a dog in our apartment. She made the holidays fun even. She's so smart its spooky, I'm convinced that one day I'll catch her with maps and detailed plans for world domination.
So anyway, yeah, surgery is 9:30am CST on Thursday. Will update when possible, likely on Twitter via my blackberry. Here's hoping that laparoscopies have changed enough in the last eight years (!) that the CO2 doesn't feel like its trying to tear off my shoulder.
Updated Bailey's picture gallery. Enjoy the cute-break.