I am pretty optimistic that with the removal of endometrial tissue from my left ovary, a large cyst on my right (a type that can grow very large indeed), and the uterus along with some calcium deposits (gravel like) adhered to it, that my pelvic pain will either be nonexistent in the future or greatly reduced. Certainly this will be the last time I am anemic. I have Floradix all ready to pump my blood count back up.
I am sore and was doing all my moving about while clutching something firmly to my abdomen for counter pressure. I told my doctor that and she ordered a velcro sling to go around me and hold me in so now I have the use of both hands. I had been reduced to leaning against the sink in order to brush my teeth, so as to have at least one hand free.
I have a supply of vicodin and am taking two at a time in order to move around, cough, and other necessary things. I didn't use much of the heavy opiate they gave me, they were kind of surprised. I only used it when I needed to cough or move. Otherwise it was just like one of my heavy menstrual cycles in terms of level of pain. (Which is exactly why I surrendered to having the surgery. I was just glad it was the last time I would feel like this.)
My daughter came and brought my youngest grandson, bearing a cute stuffed monkey. My friend Randa came by as well, and of course Dave.
I want to thank everyone for their prayers and good wishes and I am sure that aided immensely in my ability to withstand the surgery with no problems and subsequent good condition.
Bright blessings to all,