|Mom & I Before I was Wheeled Into the Operating Room|
On Friday, April 29th at 2:30pm, I went into the Surgery Center of Fort Collins and got ready for the biggest moment of my life, thus far. I signed the necessary papers, put on my surgery gown, had the IV inserted into my hand and laid down on the hospital bed. (After the IV was put in, the worst was over for me!) Then my mom and Joey came to my bedside and sat with me while we waited for my surgeon to give me the okay to head back.
Our Surgeon/Reproductive Endocrinologist, Dr. Bachus, came to my bedside and explained that he would be performing the laparoscopy and from there he would decide what the best plan of action would be. If he found a normal uterus or a bicornuate uterus, I would be in and out within 10 minutes because the procedure would only be diagnostic. However, if he found a septum, he would then go ahead and remove it. At this point, all we could do was just wait and see...
Around 5:30pm, I heard my name being called by the post-op nurse and realized I wasn't at work. (I had previously been dreaming about case managing one of my clients.) I looked around and realized that I had been under anesthesia for over 2 hours. The nurse told me to take deep breaths and I laid there taking the best deep breaths that I could. Thirty minutes later I was able to stand up, get dressed and go meet my Mom and Joey in the recovery room. I began to sit down on the big comfy chair in the recovery room, when they walked in with sh*t eating grins from ear to ear.
"Did you hear the news?"
I had no clue.
"The doctor found a septum halfway down your uterus AND endometriosis. He was able to get rid of it all. You are as clean as a whistle inside!"
It would end up taking me another 24 hours to really let it sink in, but those were the best words I had ever heard. I called it my "Christmas in April". The surgery was over, the septum was identified and removed AND endometriosis was identified and removed before it caused me any more problems later on.
From here, I need to heal for 3 months, have one more MRI to make sure that my uterus healed properly, and then it is all in our hands.
It can really play with your mind when you go from a zero understanding of why you continue to miscarry and if you will ever be able to have a "normal" pregnancy, to having the world open up in front of you and the doctor telling you that you are healthy and good to go. I'm still processing the whole situation in my head, and probably will be for a little while. Luckily Joey and I start counseling next week with the same LCSW that helped us through the grief and loss of Baby.
Our journey to a family continues with cautious excitement and unexplainable relief. I just can't thank the doctors, family and friends enough that have supported us to get to this point.