The surgery itself went well. There was scar tissue on my uterus from the c-section and it had overgrown itself tilting everything left and causing a lot of pain. It was an easy fix and the fact that it is not endometriosis is wonderful news. This means no long term treatment will be in the cards. Assuming it is all fixed, there will be no more surgeries!!! The operation was no big deal!
The odd thing that happened was Thursday. My mom left that evening back to El Paso and I was doing real well. Nothing was odd until past mid-night. I was vomiting so violently (and everything else) that I couldn't keep the medicines in or any fluid down. It was very unnerving b/c I had acute pancreatitis that had me in ICU in college and it felt like that. I ended up back in the ER and they were doing all sorts of emergency things and tests. When all was said and done my gallbladder was inflamed and my pancreas was slightly inflamed. I'm going to be following up but we are hoping the surgery made my gall-bladder mad and it is over with. It is killing me not to eat all the things I love like sliced salami and salsa, but hopefully in a few days.
My mother has been the funniest through out all of the drama. She came back to care for me. She has been caring for everyone and just holding my hand through out everything. I've always been proud of myself that I'm very independent but having her around was pretty nice. I forget how fun my mom is. She kept trying to use swear words during Scrabble on my IPad and she makes me laugh over her irreverent social commentary.
The funniest thing she did while here was tease Chris that he is trying to kill me. We watched Snapped and she decided it was the Gatorade that made me sick. She claimed that spouses always kill using anti-freeze in Gatorade, and she remembered him now fixing Gatorade for me the evening I got very. I know Chris isn't poisoning me but we all got a good laugh out of this
Of course if you had asked me in the hospital on Friday I might have turned him over to the cops. I was in bad shape but I still posted on Facebook that I was ready to kill him. I don't remember much from that day but I remember him constantly on his phone and even leaving for work. "But I had to finish payroll approvals for the trades..." was his excuse. I have a close friend who understands all about business (getting her PHD for it in fact) and she often consoles me concerning Chris' constant dedication. It is what it takes to get ahead. Still I think he will be in the middle of toasting our daughter at her wedding when his cell phone goes off and he will walk off claiming: give me a moment, it's the concrete guy. The joke in the family is that I'm his #1 priority... BUT...
In his defense he has been trying very hard this weekend to make it up to me and he even got me the balloon. He is doing all sorts of kind things this weekend, but still he is lucky I was heavily sedated Friday or I would have put his phone... (well it is a family blog so I won't finish but I'm sure you can fill in the blanks).
All is well that ends well and I think it is all going to end just fine. I just hope there are no more repeats of this week any time soon!