Yesterday I had a hysterectomy. It was an outpatient procedure, performed laparoscopically, and the entire thing, from arrival to departure, took less than ten hours. Judging solely on how I feel, I think they did a good job. My pain is under control with minimal narcotics and ibuprofen, and even though my sleep is all screwed up now, I hope to get back on schedule in the next few days.
And you know what? In spite of everything that's happened to our family this month, I have to say that I feel gratitude in my life. I have excellent health insurance. I've never had to go without health care, or make decisions between paying for groceries and getting my kids immunized. I was able to pay the large deductible on yesterday's procedure with money we put aside for this purpose. I was able to keep my ovaries, which means I'm spared HRT. The Military Industrial Complex has been very supportive of me over the last month, and I have incredible, caring family and friends.
So if screwed up sleep patterns are the worse complication I have, I'm going to call it a big,
fat, win, especially compared to what women used to have to go through
for this surgery.
Also: Nurses friggin ROCK THE HOUSE. Go, nurses.
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Hey from JstPam . . . Google will not let me on so I am anonymous today!
When have you sleep patterns ever been "normal"? LOL!
So glad everything went well. :)
Glad your surgery was trouble-free.
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