Updates and a 2nd Surgery.....

So many things to share. I don't even know where to begin or how to explain. First, the pathology came back on my d&c last week and it turns out that it was not a molar pregnancy. What relief, that removes so many of my fears like the weekly blood draws, and possible chemo treatments. However, it does mean that I had a miscarriage which makes things just a little more heartbreaking and real.

As for all the complications and set backs I've had, I basically spent the weekend in agony. I felt like I had the flu with a fever that kept coming and going, body aches, and this nagging sharp pain in my right side that just would not go away. There was so much pain in my side that it was making my shoulder and neck hurt and I was on pain meds! Ug! I just don't even want to relive that experience right now.

On Monday I had my blood drawn, vitals taken, and a second ultrasound to check on what we believed to be an abscess or a hematoma, what I'll call "the mass". My labs came back good and there wasn't a huge significant change in the mass on the ultrasound so I was offered two options,
A) keep taking the antibiotics, pain medicine as needed and have another ultrasound in 2 to 4 weeks to check and see if the mass resolved on it's own.
B) Have laparoscopic surgery to drain/remove the mass

Jeremiah and I went back and forth on what we should do. At one point I decided to just wait it out. There were too many conflicts and there was never going to be a good time to have a surgery, plus I didn't want a second surgery. However, the thought of another 2 to 4 more weeks being in that kind of sick, disgusting pain made me even sicker. I couldn't fathom the thought of being so sick and helpless for that much longer. I'm a mom of 6, I don't have time to be sick and I've already taken enough time being ineffective and unproductive this last week. Ultimately, I made the decision to go ahead and have the surgery.

I went in to the hospital yesterday and they took me back immediately and prepared me for surgery. The nurse asked me if I was going to be admitted and I said No because I was under the impression that I was just going to have the thing drained or removed and go home shortly after. Well turns out the orders said something about probable removal of right ovary and tube and a bunch of other medical mumbo jumbo and I panicked. I already had an IV going but I was pretty much ready to walk out the door. I kind of love my reproductive organs and I'd really like to keep them so the thought of a possibility of losing one just wasn't sitting right with me. I was pretty vocal about it too. I refused to sign the consent until I spoke with the doctor. As soon as I had the opportunity to speak with her I felt a peace and calmness about what she was preparing to do. She really did feel like the likelyhood of removal was very small but they truthfully had no idea what this mass really was. She offered a few theories and spent a lot of time explaining everything to me. Let me just tell you my doctor is quite possibly the most amazing woman I have ever met. She has superb bedside manner and I really feel like she cares about me. I feel so blessed that she decided to take me on as a patient. So all that said I signed the consent for surgery form, they gave me some Verced for anxiety, rolled me into the surgery room and I was out.

Recovering after Surgery #2

So here is where the story gets wild. Truthfully, I personally haven't spoken to the doctor yet so I don't have a ton of answers myself just a million questions.

I remember waking up in recovery, hearing the nurses speaking to each other, checking on me, etc.

Then I heard my doctor's voice say: "You probably won't remember anything I say to you...."

My husband chimes in, "But it's okay she talked to me..."

Doctor: "I'm so glad that we did the surgery because you had an Ectopic Pregnancy."

Me: "Do I still have my tube and ovary?"

Doctor: "Yes we were able to save everything"

Me: Yay! Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

Everyone was dumbstruck to say the least. NOBODY ever expected it to be something like that, in fact, they had ruled out ectopic pregnancy AND let's not forget I just had a d&C for a uterine miscarriage last week!! Imagine if I had opted to wait the 2 to 4 more weeks!

So obviously I have so many questions, so many things I don't understand and 4 small incisions in my belly that hurt so much I can't imagine what a c-section must feel like. Yes, Doc talked to my husband but he didn't ask the kind of questions that I want to ask and he can't explain it back to me the way she explained it and I'm still totally in shock over the whole thing.

For now Vicodin is treating me well....or bad if you consider my recent ridiculous rants on facebook while "under the influence" or the crazy texts I sent my best friend today while I swear I was on the couch sleeping. Yeah, um, that stuff is powerful and makes me pretty loopy to say the least but I'm recovering well. In fact aside from the pain due to surgery I actually feel 100% better today. The sick feeling is gone, the headaches, body aches, nausea, are all gone. So now I take it day by day until my next appointment with the doctor when hopefully all my questions will get answered and hopefully this blog can returned to cute pictures and funny stories about our family.