Not 1, But TWO...

I'm ba-a-a-ack.

Ok, so the hysteroscopy appears to have been a success. I remember nothing else but being wheeled into the OR and then waking up swathed in warm blankets in the recovery room, apparently 'roid-free.

YAY!!

I haven't posted till now because I was waiting to hear from the doctor on what exactly went down. I wasn't aware of the hospital policy but it appears that the surgeon doesn't usually come to speak with the patient directly. Well, not unless you're in for an extended stay. For an outpatient procedure like mine, they typically go out and speak with the spouse to let them know how things went.

Unfortunately for me, I had sent hubby home to wait. We don't live too far from the hospital and I figured it wasn't fair to have him sit there waiting on me to wake up. If I had had to have the myo, then I would have asked him to stay. But we had only had a few hours sleep before having to be at the hospital and I just couldn't see asking my 6'6" husband to catch a few winks in those itty bitty waiting room chairs. So, needless to say, there was no one there for the doctor to speak to after the procedure.

Then with Thanksgiving and all, I didn't hear from the doc until yesterday. She told me that she was really glad that we got in when we did because the 'roid was much larger than she had thought from all of the tests. AND, there was not just one large 'roid, but two.

I knew it!!

I knew there was more going on than just one 'roid. And in my heart I knew it had to be bigger than they were saying. It just goes to show that if you really listen, your body does speak to you.

But, I digress.

The doc said she didn't find any other surprises and that she'd be happy to show me the pics from the op when I go in for my follow-up.

Pics??

UGH!!

Of course, I didn't say that. I thanked her politely, hung up the phone, then proceeded to gag.

Again, UGH!

So that's it. I should be ready to start actually TTC by next weekend. All I need to do is brush up on my charting skills and see where the road takes us. Until then, I'm wishing for baby dust for all my TTTC pals.

Now, where's my BBT?

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