It has been a while since I have blogged. The primary reason is because I am in the planning stages of moving my blog to become self-hosted. I want to change the blog name, but can’t figure out what said name should be. So since I’m still stuck, I decided to make a few posts to catch up in the meantime. By the way, any suggestions for a name? I’m so stumped!
Where did we leave off? Oh yes, I was about to have surgery.
And that I did.
This is a pic of me about an hour after having a hysteroscopy. A hyster what? A hysteroscopy. In our efforts to get my PCOS symptoms under control, my reproductive endocrinologist suggested I have a hysteroscopy to see what is actually going on with my lady parts…adhesions? polyps? endometriosis? The procedure included inserting a scope just like in a colonscopy, taking pics, removing any polyps, and performing a dilation and curretage. It’s pretty routine and minor surgery, but it was my first “surgery” ever.
Don’t I look sleepy?
The hubby took pics of me in the hospital, but upon review, I look like a hot mess. Not something I want to immortalize online. Let me just say that propofol gives you the BEST SLEEP EVER!
Once in the OR, I remember the anesthesiologist telling me he was now going to give me the “good stuff” a.k.a. propofol. I could feel the burn in my IV. Within seconds I remember cracking what I thought were jokes regarding propofol and Michael Jackson. But all I got in return were blank stares from the OR team. I must have been 90% to lala land.
Next thing I know, I am in recovery. Amazing!
So afterwards, my hungry hubby insisted we eat breakfast somewhere quick. So above is me chomping on my dessert, apple pie. The restaurant we went to had a special running where everyone got a free slice of one of their pies. I think I almost fell asleep in mine.
So if you are wondering what the results of the surgery were, I received them a few days ago. Everything was good. Several polyps were found near the opening to my left ovary (my only active ovary, if you can call ovulating maybe a few times a year as active). Pathology reports indicated everything was benign (whew!). Other than that, I passed with flying colors.