April 16 began with myself going in for what was supposed to be a minor surgical procedure. It was supposed to be an hour. When I woke up in recovery three hours later and five incisions I knew things did not go as planned. Removing a cyst became more than I expected. The removal of my left ovary was (I will admit) expected due to the pain I had been in for weeks leading up to surgery; however part of me did have some hope the doctor could save it. That was not meant to be. Not only did I lose the ovary.... I lost the Fallopian tube and received a diagnosis that will now forever change our plans for having children. Endometriosis! What the what?! Oh... And all of this happens with my husband in Afghanistan. My husband who thinks I will be in recovery when he calls at 2:30 in the morning (his time) and I'm still in the operating room.
I have been in all sorts of pain that had me quickly returning to the emergency room the very next day. Setting my alarm all night to keep myself medicated as to not have a relapse of pain. Pain so bad that I was shaking and could not catch my breath.
It is four days later and I am still medicated and just beginning to allow more time between each dose.
I was supposed to be off work one week that has now turned into two weeks. Not that I mind being off work but it's not like I'm on vacation. I'm in bed the entire time. Minus my post op appointment that entailed having 15 staples removed from my stomach!
It's been nothing short of a nightmare that I am just now beginning to wake up from.
So I am thankful this deployment is almost over because we now no longer have the luxury of taking our time to have children. It must begin immediately upon his return. Which was the plan all along. The plan just didn't involve a doctor telling me that if I'm not pregnant within two months of trying that we will need to go immediately to a fertility specialist.
I've been researching doctors, our insurance, specialists, thermometers and it's not the future I had planned. But it is what it is and I'm lucky I have this short period of time to do my research.
My head is still trying to process all the words I heard yesterday... Endometriosis, Lupron, IUDs, Reproductive Endocrinologists, and a future Hysterectomy. Wow!
I can't wait for my husband to come home so we can do this together. I have to say I am very very lucky that my husband has called twice a day or FaceTime with me. He is my rock! I need him here .... It's getting closer and I'm so grateful this happened at the end and not the beginning of this journey!
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