So I left off with me getting discharged from the hospital.
I got home and tried to take it easy as that is what I was supposed to do. Kelly's room was finished and my new daybeds were delivered my mommIE was there. good times. Uh no. I have an issue with percocet, after a few pills I start to itch and get into this limbo state where I am tired but cant sleep and cant get comfortable. So I call the on call OB/GYN at Bethesda (which is over an hour away from me). It is the weekend and they do not have the DEA control number to be able to call in controlled substances over the phone so I had to go to an ER near me.
I went to wonderful (not) John's Hopkins Bayview which is right down the street from me. I get in rather quickly with all of my discharge paper work, pillow pet, belly binder and pajamas on. I obviously JUST had surgery and ironically I look pregnant. I get in to see the ER doctor, hand him my discharge paperwork and explain that after a few pills I am mildly allergic to percocet and it is not doing anything for my pain. He asks what I have had done, I point to the paperwork I JUST gave him and the conversation went like this:
me: "I just had a hysterectomy three days ago"
him: "how old are you"
me: "34"
him: "do you have any children?"
me: "No."
him: "don't you think that is a little young to have a hysterectomy if you don't have children?"
me with the WTF did you just say look on my face: "Excuse me? "
him: "34 is a really young age to have a hysterectomy if you don't have children."
me: "Well it's a little late now, and I am sorry I didn't run into you sooner so you could have been my 15th opinion as I'm pretty sure this was an easy decision for me to make. I'm not here for your personal commentary on a difficult issue concerning ME when you know NOTHING about what I was going through that brought me up to the point of having surgery. Your comment is in bad taste and not something someone WITHOUT children likes to hear from a person who 1. does not, nor never has had a vagina or uterus and 2. are not a specialist in OB/GYN issues. I'm not here for your personal opinions I am here for your professional opinion about my pain issues, here is the name of the medication I was told to ask for (Norco - which is vicodin) and the contact information with the on call OB/GYN at Bethesda."
him: "Oh, well I don't know what Norco is but I will give you Tylenol 3"
me: "Thanks for whatever it is that you think you did today, but help was not one of them."
So basically I had no pain relief after the first three days after my surgery. I was able to tolerate it pretty well.
I had a great time with my mommIE and my friend Lorrie, both of whom made me get up and walk around to stay limber which I think really helped me heal.
The hardest thing was one day I would have lots of energy and the next day I would have none. I had "swelly belly" for a long time which would get worse over the course of the day and was kind of my "heads up, you need to rest" trigger.
Kelly came home and loved her room and we went through every room in the house and decluttered and cleaned. We donated a metric butt ton of clothes and items to Paul's Place which is an awesome soup kitchen in Baltimore.
I did have some issues with scar tissue building up on the left side of my abdomen which made me go to half days at work for 2 weeks but that is mostly gone now.
I know this post isn't really funny but its what happened.
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