I know I said I would be back after the New Year, but life threw me a HUGE curve ball. Let's start with NYE. My boyfriend, at the time, we'll call him "A" for the time being. He just got back from deployment on the 30th of December, so naturally we spent New Years Eve together. Keep in mind we were apart for about 6 mons, that's 6 long months without sex (TMI? sorry). I'm pretty sure that everyone can guess what we were doing on that dreadful last night in December. We woke up on Jan 1 hangover free!! Things were fine with us. He left around 3-4. About 9 that night he called me and told me that things weren't working out and he wanted to break up. Actually, one of my family members told him something and that was the catalyst for our breakup. That's a whole other post in itself. We were together for about 2 years, so yeah it sucked. On January 3 I started getting really bad cramps on the right side of my back. I chalked it up to PMS. I laid on the heating pad the whole night hoping it would be gone by morning. Lady luck skipped me. The next night it got reallllllly bad, as in the worst pain I've ever been in, a 20 on a scale of 1-10. I ended up going to the ER. All I wanted was some pain meds, but nooo they refused me. At that point the pain was so bad that I'm pretty sure I had an out of body experience. My Mama was with me, thank GOD! I couldn't keep any food down. I remember laying by the sink letting the water drip over my fingers. I honestly don't remember much. The nurse came in and took me to get an MRI. I had to wait almost an hour for the results. The doctor came in and told me I had a "large mass" on my ovary and needed to be seen at my OB\GYN's office ASAP. He gave me some hydrocodone and sent me off. The pain was still unbearable when I got home. I'm pretty sure I just passed out because of it. The next day everything was a little better, the pain had let up! YAY! It took about a week for the pain to go completely away.
I hate doctors and I really didn't wanna see my GYN. So I choose to ignore it. Yeah, I'm that dumb. About 2 weeks the pain returned. Not as bad, but I still just had to lay. For 7 days straight. I caved in and made an appointment with my GYN. In March. Please don't stone me for that decision. I got examined and after she proceeds to tell me that I have to VERY LARGE CYST. I had one on my right ovary the size of a grapefruit. The other one was, well, prepare yourselves. THE SIZE OF A BASKETBALL!!!! Now I'm a fairly small girl, so why didn't I notice a basketball sticking out of my abdomen? Yeah, I wondered the same thing. She kinda freaked out on me by saying it could be cancer and all that scary medical talk. I was in complete shock! I had a major breakdown right there in the examination room. She sent me for an ultrasound, which showed they were both fluid filled. The big cyst was all the way up in my ribs. It was a mess. I had appointment after appointment. I'm pretty sure I had at least 24-30 people looking between my legs and examining me. I felt violated. Turned out I had to have surgery to remove the whole left ovary and fallopian tube plus half my right ovary. I hate needles y'all, like really have a horrendous fear of em. I got over that fast :)
I had my surgery on May 1. Scariest day of my life (so far). I was convinced I was gonna die. In my head everything was much more complicated than it turned out to be. Everything went fine. I got to come home on May 3. The only complication was that they had to send me home with a catheter :( The big cyst was 13 lbs!!!!! I guess after the surgery my bladder didn't wanna work yet. I'm only 27, I thought for sure that I would never be able to pee on my own again. I was convinced that I was "ruined". He made me leave it in for an extra 4 days then I had to make another appointment with my GYN to have her remove it. I was so afraid that my bladder still wouldn't work. Pretty sure I drank at least 4 bottles of water so I could "feel the urge to pee". I even waited in the office to see if I could go. When I went to the bathroom and I actually peed, I started squealing like a school girl that got kissed for the first time! Happy day! You never realize how much of the little things you take for granted until you think you may never have them again.
I have my 6 week post op appt. next Thursday. I'm so excited. I'm ready to workout again, hard. I have 3 marathons I'm running this year. I have surgery pics that Ill be posting sometime this week. I have a lot to say about things, so I'm gonna start using my blog frequently.
XOXO
Shanna
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