Surgery went just fine on Tuesday . . . even though I was a nervous wreck and myself so upset that I made myself sick to my stomach just before surgery. Thank heavens for "relaxing" drugs. Don’t know what they gave me, but by the time I got into the operating room on Tuesday morning, I really didn’t care.
Everything looked fine. Doc got everything out and from what he can tell by the looks of the stuff he took out, it should all come back as benign masses. The mass on my ovary was called a Dermoid Cyst. I read some stuff my sister found on the internet about it and it seems a little odd but thankfully they’re benign 98% of the time.
Hospital stay was oh so much fun. Hot flashes and night sweats started Wednesday. Okay, nobody told me they’d start that fast. Yea, they’re just as much fun as you think they are. I’m on hormone patches for now and I can imagine how bad the hot flashes would be without them. I did everything I was told to do. Walk. Breathing exercises. Don’t let the pain get out of control. I was the model patient. By Thursday afternoon I was doing laps around my floor on the hospital. I might have overdone it a bit and ended up sleeping most of the night last night when I got home.
I’m enjoying being a couch potato and being waited on hand and foot. My baby sister came to spend the day with me today so that Hubby could go to work. God bless her little heart . . . she cooked chicken and dumplin’s for me, did my laundry, swept the floor, and cleaned the front door glass, back door glass, and the TV screens. Hubby is waiting on me hand and foot when he’s home – and he’s going to be on vacation all next week.
I promised Hubby that I wouldn’t be on the computer too long. I just wanted to thank everyone for their kind thoughts and prayers this week. I’m sure they had a lot to do with the great pace of my recovery. As a favor to me, though, I’d like for you all to remember the families of the kids at Virginia Tech . . . .