Archive for February, 2010
Endometriosis. That was the official diagnosis after the laparoscopy. The endo was attached to just about every organ in that region of my body. My recovery has been extremely slow-going. Or not. Initially, my doctor set an expectation of one week of recovery. When I spoke to him the day after surgery, he said after three or four days, the pain should be greatly reduced. Boy, he was wrong. We’re going on close to two weeks post-op and while I’m definitely making progress, I’m still in way more pain that I anticipated. Most of my day is still spent in bed with the heating pad. I’ve been able to cut down on my pain meds but I’m still taking the synthetic morphine which, honestly, is starting to scare me. I’ve also become depressed, with crying jags. I know it’s not uncommon to become depressed after surgery and my history of depression doesn’t help, but there were a few really rough days where I couldn’t see the light, when I thought I was toxic and that maybe, just maybe, I should give it all up. That’s passed, though. I’m still down but I think the worst of the depression is over and I am starting to see some real progress with regards to healing. I spoke to my doctor again on Saturday and he assured me that this is all normal. That because my surgery was so extensive and they could not predict the extent prior to the laparoscopy, recovery time would be longer than we discussed pre-op. At least there’s some light now, and that helps.
In the meantime, my three year marriage anniversery passed and today is Valentines Day. I wasn’t able to get the hubby anything and we weren’t able to go out. It made me really sad but we are rescheduling everything and he has been, as usual, the best husband and caretaker one could ever hope for. On top of everything – like taking care of Lina, the animals, the house, and me – he also started a major project for our bedroom closet. He has ripped everything out of there and he’s going to create one of those closets you see in the magazines- multi-layered shelves with pull-out baskets, and a special place for my shoes and purses.
I missed Sylvia’s b-day. Total bummer.