Most people have heard of a hysterectomy, so when I mention my having surgery that is what I say but there was a lot more to it than that. Here's what my insurance paperwork said I'm getting, "laparoscopic hysterectomy, right and left salpingectomy, sacrocolpopexy, anterior/posterior repair and midurethral sling and cystoscopy." That's quite the list! I had a series of appointments leading up to this surgery with a lot of major decisions I had to make for myself that started with a UTI during the pandemic. This surgery was the most aggressive option out there and I took it. While it had the most risk, it also had the best pay off for my future-- as with a lot of things in life.
Jim took me at 5:30am to Meriter Hospital and I walked in with nothing but my ID, knowing they would take most of my stuff away anyway, but I missed out on taking photos. As I walked into my pre-op room, there was a big TPF in a circle on the window with my doctor's name underneath, Pennycuff. It really gave me great feelings about the procedure-- no one knew TPF was my nickname! I really trusted my doctor to take good care of me. My nurses and team (there was a room full of people in the operating room) taking care of me all went out of their way to make me feel amazing. Dr. Pennycuff told me last Friday, I had a 50/50 chance of going home with a catheter bag, which I was dreading. I made sure to drink a lot of fluids and keep my eating very light moving up to the surgery. After the procedure, which took 7 hours, I woke up feeling like no time had passed at all and was told I only had a 30% chance of going home with a bag. I was given one hour to completely empty my bladder on my own. After my first try, an ultrasound was taken and I was told I still had 200mg to void and should try again. I asked the nurse what would help and she told me to move around. Monika turned on some Madonna music we had a 15 minute dance party to keep my good vibes going. I emptied my bladder totally and felt pretty proud of myself! I got home around 8pm, sore, but without a bag to carry around- yippie!
I spent my weekend before surgery learning to throw clay with Geof and at the pool with Monika since I have to give up swimming for 6 weeks, which will be the hardest part of my recovery. I have been brewing on a new self portrait that says goodbye to my uterus & tubes and Balt that I'd like to start soon. Between learning to work more with ceramics, teaching summer school, taking care of Jessi's cats, painting a self portrait and just letting my body heal; I will stay pretty busy next month. So far it's been slow going but I can tell things are improving. I have a lot of air in my gut still that is painful at times as it moves around. I've got glue for sutures across my belly in 6 different spots, and I have sutures inside that I can feel and I know will take time to dissolve, so I'll be uncomfortable for a bit but I have the time to give myself. I feel good about the decisions I made and I look forward to feeling even better as my body heals!