I am still a bit dopey, and I was dopey when the doctor came in to talk. But here's the gist:
She got pretty much everything out. No additioal surgeons were called in. It was all done through a scope, for which I am thankful.
The biggest issue in there was the adhesions. Everything was all messed up. There were quite a few growths of endometriosis, but none of them were particularly large. She did remove part of one ovary - it was pretty much nothing but cysts. Which is too bad. I'm just thankful that unlike some surgeons, she chose to carefully remove the cysts without removing the ovary. It is more time consuming, but it's time well spent.
I am particularly sore around one of the incisions, and have a temp of 100. Not necesarily a big deal, but I'll be watching it very closely. I think it's somewhat normal to have a bit of a fever after having had general anesthesia.
When they ran my blood panel this moring, we had the good news that we probably wouldn't need to adress clotting (or lack there of). Afterwards, it was still good. Which is a big factor in getting to go hom. :)
In short, my God has faithfully delivered me yet again. And for that, I am thankful.






I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.
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Praise God! I've been praying for you this weekend, and haven't had a chance to check here.
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