I had my pre-op today, and I am officially scheduled for surgery in a little over a week. It should be a simple procedure that allows me to keep my organs while they clean up and assess what’s actually going wrong. I will be out of work from 2-4 weeks on recovery and will hopefully have a little more energy since I won’t be losing so much blood.
One procedure is called Hysteroscopy and I will also be having Laparoscopy. This second one allows them to go in with a camera and tube through the abdomen and do their thing. However, I’ve been worrying about my body art and what it will do.
Thusly, I blurted in the middle of my pre-op with my surgeon. “Is there any way we can do this without popping my cherries?”
“What! Well, obviously I, uhm…” She stared wide eyed at me.
“I mean when you put the laparoscopy tubes in, can we avoid puncturing my cherries? They’re right above my ovaries where the incisions are supposed to go.” I tapped my stomach. “And I was hoping not to have to re-ink after this if it can be helped.”
“OH! Yes, of course, I try not to ruin any art if I can avoid it.” She nodded feverishly.
“Weird. That’s not a question I have to ask very often…”
“I bet.”
All in all the pre-op was very efficient. We ran through all my orders and arrival times, questions and warnings. Then we wished each other a happy weekend and she sent me off to other departments, blood lab and insurance claims.
Admiral Fubar brought flowers and a stuffed dog to my office to cheer me up and gave me a hug. He’s been very supportive and helpful and OOOBER patient with me while I’ve been sick. I think we’re both happy that this might be a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m so tired of being tired. Sick of being sick. I hate needing people to carry things for me and I really really hate not being able to go to the gym.
Meme gets in tomorrow to keep me company beforehand and It’ll be great to get to do some fun things with her before I’m in bed for a couple of weeks.
All in all, I’m pretty excited. I’m ready for this to be over and even more ready to see what it feels like to have a body with balanced hormones, and no tumors. YAY!
Even better if I get to keep my cherries intact.
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