I’m Home

You probably saw on facebook that I came home yesterday. I am very thankful that Dr. Grossman was able to do the laproscopy instead of a full cut. Things went well, I guess, but they did have to take my whole ovary out. I’m a little upset about that, but can’t quite put a finger on why. I remember telling Mike I was happy because it would mean I only get a period every other month and he just looked at me like I was nuts. Now that I am not totally drunk on anesthesia I realize that is not how things work. I go in for a follow-up in two weeks, so I’ll ask what the implications of a missing ovary are. Obviously half the fertility rate, but I am done having kids.

I am having a really hard time concentrating on this writing. Forgive me if it is all over the place and makes no sense.

The hospital experience here was so much nicer than the experience in Sweden when I had my gallbladder out. Helps to understand the language! Here, they were much more concerned about my comfort. Every single person who worked on me in the OR, came into the pre-op and introduced themselves to me. The anesthesiologist gave me something so I wouldn’t puke my guts out and it was very successful. No puking for me!

My throat is pretty sore, my incision site is pretty sore and my shoulder is starting to hurt from the gas. I’m just laying/sitting in bed all day. I learned my lesson from my Elsa c-section. No up and down the stairs for me. Thank goodness my mom is here to take care of Elsa and Erik.

I was very worried about Elsa and nursing and her being a huge toddler who likes to climb all over me. We called my mom on the way home and told her to hide Elsa in the basement (it’s the play room, not like a big, dark, scary room) while I came in. Mike and I switched sides in bed last night and I put a big body pillow between me and Elsa, so she never even knew I was home until this morning. I protected myself with the body pillow and she was able to nurse.

Later, she did NOT want to go with my mom. She was determined she was not going to leave my side after missing me all day yesterday, but once she got rowdy my mom took her down. I feel bad for my mom because she can barely lift Elsa, esp when she is fighting. I would wager a guess that she weighs 40 pounds. She is BIG and DENSE. And very tall. And fights like a devil.

I was really surprised when I had blood coming out of my lady parts and asked if they did the laproscopy that way. They didn’t, but I guess when you have internal bleeding down in that area the blood finds a way out. Fancy.

I have a Gymboree coupon and want to go buy Elsa some summer clothes, but obviously that is not happening. I thought about doing it online but was having a hard time reading the clothing descriptions.

When the nurse was discharging me yesterday I knew she was speaking English and I could understand some of her words (she was totally American, no accent) but didn’t know what she was saying. When we got in the car I asked Mike if he could understand her and he thought I was crazy. Good thing someone could understand her.

I would make a terrible drunk. I guess that’s why my dad was always so stupid and everyone had to repeat things a million times.

My mom is buying my sister a house. Her money, her foolishness, her choice. Still boggles my mind. She just wants them out of her house, but she wants the kids close enough to walk to her home.

Ok, I am getting really loopy. I want to brush my teeth before I crash again.

Is anyone watching Awake? Does anyone remember the episode with Kate? She was successful in one world and a druggie in the other world. I can’t remember what she had to do with the case. Does anyone know?

Why didn’t they get Dr. Weaver to play the evil queen on Once Upon a Time? She’d be perfect for the role. The current actress is pretty terrible. The episode with the queen being young and getting married was just awful. Sometimes it can be good, but that one set my teeth on edge.

3 Comments

  1. Kimberly said,

    April 12, 2012 @ 9:07 am

    Yay, glad you are home and doing well! I did google it, and I thought it sounded kind of cool before googling but then I saw too many images and now I don’t even know.

  2. Jeanette1ca said,

    April 12, 2012 @ 11:03 pm

    Had a surgical biopsy myself last week, nothing nearly as dramatic as yours, but I know what you mean about not being able to quite get the sense of what people were saying even though the individual words were recognizable. Guess that’s why they send you home with all those written instructions – not that I could understand them either! Fortunately my sister came along for the fun of it, so she kept me from doing anything too stupid. I only have the cats to keep off me, but try explaining to them that there is NO walking on mom today! Yeah pillows!

  3. Gopher said,

    April 13, 2012 @ 1:53 pm

    Glad you’re okay!

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