Post-Op & Blessings

I'm day 2 post-op and still in a tad bit of pain, but was able to get out of the house and drive today.  Thank God because it's literally 60 degrees here.  I have my windows open...in February!  This weather is nuts.  But I digress.  The pain wasn't bad at all the first day.  Yesterday was a lot worse.  My incisions started aching a bit and the air bubbles were a nightmare (shoulder pain - WHAT?)!  But they've subsided a lot today and I'm finally able to move around like a human being, as opposed to the zombie/mummy mutant I've resembled over the last 24 hours.  Not to mention what a shower can do for you...who knew?

But back to the surgery.  And I'm shocked at the results - NO ENDO!!!  I was really expecting to have some stage of endo, but apparently I'm clean.  Go figure.  And call me crazy, but I have mixed emotions about this.  I never realized it before my surgery, but looking back I think I was expecting to have endo, and thus an answer to my IF.  Now I sort of feel like maybe we're back to square one again?  No problem = no solution.

On the other hand, she did remove the polyp and I had my HSG a couple of weeks ago which could have shaken something loose.  We haven't TTC since then yet.  I guess the next couple of months will tell us a lot.  I have a post-op in 2 weeks (that seems like forever...I'm not good at recovery) and I can't wait to talk to my doc a little more about next steps.

On a totally different note...like whole different octave (yeah, score one for my music-related wit!  {nerd})...sometimes it takes a trip to the hospital to realize how truly blessed you are.  In the pre-op & anesthesia rooms I got asked the same set of questions what seemed like 8 million times.  "Are you allergic to any medications?  Foods?  Rubber or latex?  History of heart problems?  Respiratory problems?  Any implants?  Pacemaker?   Etc...etc...etc..."  After answering these questions about 4 million solid times, I started to get annoyed.  Until the anesthesiologist said, "You're generally pretty healthy?"

Aaaaaand............cue lightbulb.

Dang.  What am I annoyed for?  I am generally pretty healthy.

It got me thinking about people who are in the hospital on a regular basis, either for themselves or for their children.  God bless those people.  I couldn't do it.

Then it made me start to feel guilty that I was "just" there because I can't have another child.  Another.  I don't think I should feel guilty about that, but is it nearly the biggest health problem I could have?  No, definitely not, but it's still a pretty big deal, right?  Fraught with emotion, disappointment, envy, hormones.

Yes, I do believe I have every right to be upset about not being able to have another child.  No, it's not the worst medical problem I could have.  And I'd much rather be going through it myself than be at the hospital, God forbid, because my child has a health problem.  But it's legitimate to want to get this problem fixed.  Right?

Furthermore, I get home from an outpatient surgery, and the number of friends willing to pitch in is amazing.  A neighbor who has a son in Jack's class picked him up from school the following day - even though her son was home sick from school!!!  Who does that??  Then another friend took Jack for the rest of the afternoon because she was watching her grandson so they got to play together.  Then another friend dropped off some flowers and offered to watch Jack too.  Then today, my awesome neighbor saw on facebook that Jack has been sick with an ear infection (didn't even know about my surgery) and asked if she could pick up anything for us from the grocery store!  How blessed am I?  All of that outpouring of support, and not even many people knew I was having surgery!

Truly - nothing to complain about here.