When the anesthesia started to wear off, I was in more pain than I expected. It's a lot worse on the right side where the cyst was removed. The Vicodin has been helping though. I'm much better today and am looking forward to taking a shower later, but I think I'll be some degree of uncomfortable for a while.

Because she was going to be in the OR when I woke up from surgery, I chose to have my GYN leave a message about her findings on my VM rather than discuss them with my husband, who wouldn't understand her. Unfortunately, the VM got cut off, so there's some gaps in my knowledge.

Usually the little Nexplanon birth control implant that gets placed in the upper arm gets removed in the office. I've had two removed and have walked out with only bandaids, but for some reason I woke up from surgery with a HUGE bandage on the site and no post-op info or directions about it. I'll remove the bandage before I take a shower today to see what I'm dealing with there.

In addition to having the cyst removed and getting my tubes tied, I had a colposcopy, where the GYN can take a good hard look at your cervix with something called a colposcope, because I had an abnormal PAP smear about a month ago. I know that the she took 6 biopsies because she saw abnormalities, but that's about where the message got cut off, so that's all I know.

Boy, do I wish I could have heard the whole voice mail!!! I called the GYN's office to let them know I didn't get the full message. When they called back they said she was out of the office, but should get back to me Monday.
My post-op is scheduled for the 20th, but I'm sure the pathology results will be back well before then.

I'm feeling pretty numb at the moment.

you have been through so much. i hope you break down and cry for a release
love
bobby

I really don't know why, but crying is a very, very rare thing for me.

I was never much of a crier but after Pumpkins died i almost totally stopped. I feel is all locked inside. tomorrow can;t wait for marcia to come and give me a lesson on compassion. I am so blocked with my sister and there is so much pain. oops sorry for using your thread

Kay,

I hope that you hear from the doctor Monday.


M

Thank you, Mari :hug:

The Nexplanon should have been easy to remove. I have no idea what went wrong there, but the bandage on my arm was hiding an incision that had to be closed with steri-strips. I kept putting off my shower, but after I finally got my *** in there, I felt a lot better.

Unfortunately, I still need the Vicodin. I'm still pretty swollen, and from what I know about abdominal surgery, I think the two things are probably linked. I need a few things at the store, and since I won't drive, I asked my husband if he'd take me today, and he volunteered to go himself :)

I could have killed Buddy last night because he jumped from the floor onto my stomach while I was laying in bed. He only weighs 7 pounds, but he had momentum and hit me just right. Even worse, Rocky who weighs 25 pounds, decided to walk right across my stomach this morning… it was a rude awakening :(
Buddy crawls all over me whenever I'm at the computer. I'm trying very hard to keep him off of my lap, and he's trying very hard to get on it repeatedly.


Everyone in my family yelled. I cried. My tears were like blood in the water… a sign of weakness. I think I probably stopped crying out of self-preservation. Yelling is still rare for me, too.

I don't think you need a lesson in compassion Bobby. You have unresolved issues with your sister and that makes it difficult to complete the grieving process… that's something different.

i am sorrry about your cats. I think they have a sixth sense. you poor thing
love
bobby

You will keep healing. And the cats will get over not being able to get on
the stomach. Just keep telling them no.

Donna :hug::grouphug:

Kay,

I hope that the kitties give you a break by refraining from jumping on your stomach.

Everyone in my family yelled and cried. We were (are) loud people.
We curse a lot too.

When I am at work or in public I still have to consciously modulate my voice so I do not come across as loud and rude.
Certain curse words, thank goodness, have become more acceptable recently.


M

Back to my pre-op weight… still swollen, but much less so this morning, and my pain is much better. Advil, no more Vicodin. I went to the BR, so I'm more comfortable in that sense as well.

My husband did go to the store for me yesterday :)
But we're running out of food, and since I'm feeling better and not on pain meds anymore, I think I'll venture out to do some proper grocery shopping tomorrow. I don't carry the bags anymore anyway.

My GYN didn't call me back yesterday… I'm ******!!! I put another call in to her office this morning. I'm going to ****ing flip out if she doesn't call me back today.

I narrowly escaped another morning walk-over from Rocky. I was awake enough to hear the little sounds he makes when he does it, and was able to roll over on my side before he got to my stomach, so he just rubbed up against my body instead :)


I grew up with a lot of swearing too, Mari. It took me a long time to control it, but I learned to do it pretty well with the occasional slips. I have almost zero control over it now that I stopped working and my husband, who works in construction, is my main contact with the outside world. I swear like a truck driver! Some people think it's really funny, others not so much.