The Only Thing Removed from My Body Was a Mole Deep in My Bellybutton

Happy results from the laparoscopy! My tube did not actually have any blockage due to scar tissue or damage or anything like that. It was obstructed because it had actually gotten tucked around my ovary somehow, so it had a kink in it kind of like if you bend a garden hose. So Dr. Owlish (I think I'm going to go with that; it was one vote behind in the poll, but I didn't get to vote, so my vote tips the scales) simply repositioned the tube to its proper place. He said that my uterus and my tubes all look really good, healthy and clear. He took a couple of tissue samples to send to the lab, but he said nothing seemed concerning. In his report to Aaron (which is where all this information comes from), Dr. Owlish said he felt very optimistic for us and thinks a couple of IUIs should "knock this out." We'll get more information at a post-op appointment in a couple weeks, and then we'll know how soon we can begin treatments.

As happy as the final news is, my experience of the day ran along fairly dismal lines, at least to start. I woke up with the beginnings of a bad headache, and I had no defenses against it - no water or anything allowed. It got pretty raging, to the point where it induced nausea (not pleasant when one doesn't have anything at all in one's stomach). All my attention was focused on my body, with little ability left to concentrate on the truth of God's nearness. Once we made it to the hospital and they hooked me up to an IV with liquids, the nausea subsided but the headache (caused by dehydration, I'm sure) remained. It was a tempting way to begin the day of the laparoscopy!

After all the pre-op preparations, I was wheeled back to the operating room. I remember having all sorts of monitors attached to me, having my arms stretched out to my sides, and then... nothing. The next I knew, I heard someone saying my name and telling me to take deep breaths. I think at that point I was being wheeled to the recovery area. My body was shaking uncontrollably; I wasn't cold, but I couldn't stop shivering. The nurse wrapped me with lots of warm blankets and added extra pain medication to my IV. I dozed off some, and the nurse kept checking on me. I think I spent about 30-45 minutes in anesthesia recovery, and then they brought me to a private recovery room where Aaron could join me. That was when I finally got the report on the laparoscopy findings. I felt pretty alert by then, and I was so grateful to hear happy news! My prayers for obviously good results were answered. We are rejoicing and thanking God.

Recovery is going fine so far. The headache was completely gone when I woke up from the anesthesia, so in many ways I felt better after the surgery than before it! My abdomen is a little achy but not bad when I am reclining (and I've got plenty of strong pain medication to take!). My shoulders feel fairly tight and sore, a result of the gas they filled the abdominal cavity with now rising to escape; heat helps, so Aaron is busy running the heat pack back and forth between me and the microwave. The pain medication makes me drowsy, so I'm getting plenty of rest. Most of all, I'm resting in God's favor and hoping for his future blessings.