I had a post written and scheduled to publish automatically today, but plans changed unexpectedly today.
Here’s my original post and what was supposed to happen…
The doctor says I have too much awesome and am in need of a partial awesomectomy. I know what you’re thinking, how can anyone be too awesome?! Right?!?!
Okay, so maybe I am full of beans and I’m getting beanectomy. That’s probably closer to the truth.
Closer…but not quite there. Ok the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth it is.
I am getting a partial hysterectomy. Today! In fact, I may be in surgery right this very moment. Or in recovery all doped up, being fed ice chips by my ever-loving hubinator, Der.
My baby baking career is complete and my uterus is causing me all kinds of grief. My kind-hearted doctor informed me that I could get the works taken out, but leave the ovaries, and that would allow me to forgo monthly misery, without going into early menopause. I talked to some friends and family and they were all like “What are you waiting for?!”
All except Greb who said, “After 5 kids, it should just fall right out.”
So the next time you hear from me I will be sans baby incubator. I suspect I will be up for posting by Monday or Tuesday, but have no way of knowing for sure. Check back often, or even better subscribe. That way you will get a friendly little email when I create a post. The subscribe button is at the bottom of the menu on the right on this page.→→→→
Ta ta for now and wish me luck!
The uterus has left the building.
Here it is Friday the 13th (my favorite date) and I still have my uterus.
At 3:30 yesterday afternoon, the day before my surgery, after I had been drinking the prescribed liquid laxative for 5 hours. I got a call from my doc’s scheduler telling me my surgery would be cancelled unless I could get clearance from my neurologist, in the next hour and a half about my brain aneurysm.
Who!? In this world!? Can get an appointment, with a neurologist for the same day an hour and a half before 5?!
No normal Joe-Schmoe that’s for sure! So naturally my surgery has been nixed, for now.
I spent all month jumping through hoops. I got pre-op blood work, an EKG, even prepaid a portion of the cost, and had a big thing with my primary care physician where she made me take my blood pressure every day, for a week, to ensure it was normal. The whole time everyone knew about my brain aneurysm and not once did anyone mention I would need clearance from my neurologist.
I think as penance they should all have to drink that nasty tasting, gut churning, peeing out your butt, laxative crud, but I’m not bitter or anything.
So here I sit with my exhausted uterus, irked, but resigned and a little worried that the aneurysm they all assured me was no big deal, might just be a big friggin’ deal.