Recovery time

The cyroablation went well yesterday. The only discomfort I had was really my bladder being full and getting more full as the procedure went on. It wouldn't have been so bad, but the procedure is done via ultrasound so the u/s tech was pushing around near my bladder while the doctor used the probe to burn away my uterine lining.

The actual procedure itself is done in two parts. They started on my left side. 9mins 30sec. Temps that reached -99C. Then we wait for the probe to warm up some before it is moved to the right side because as the doctor pointed out, we wouldn't want a situation like the tongue stuck to the flag pole in Christmas Story. hahaha 9min. 30sec. on the left side. Again, temps that reached -99C. Probe warms up. Probe comes out. Damn speculum comes out (that thing just never is comfortable - ever - even after all these years and all those kids). I am told to slowly get up and then I can go empty my bladder. YAY! Of course in my excitement of getting to empty my bladder, I forget my sweats & undies out in the room so I have to go out commando to get them. lol I get dressed and the u/s tech walks me down the hall. She asks if I am feeling ok. I say that I'm fine and she tells me that I look rather pale. I laughed out loud and told her that so many nurses have thought the same thing after I've had babies. I am always rather anemic and I just have pale skin. I just look like death warmed over, but I'm actually ok.

So I get my follow up appt. with my NP and as I am walking out the door, Chris is walking in. He is surprised that my procedure went so quickly (just under an hour and this office is NEVER quick about anything). He asks how I am and I say tired. I also tell him that I need to eat (per doctors orders). I tell him I want to go to Mrs. Lynda's. She is my friend and owns a coffee house. She makes awesome wraps. I love chicken salad. So he buys me one and an apple fritter because he loves me so. While talking to my buddy Lynda, I start to not feel so good. The drug cocktail must be wearing off along with the local anesthetic. I get home and start to feel sick. I lay down and sleep for awhile. No one bothers me. I wake up and have some crampy pain so I eat half of my wrap. I take another vicodin per doctor's orders. I sleep...and sleep...and sleep. I wake up. I don't feel so good. I go into the bathroom to empty my bladder and I get the feeling I'm going to be sick. Oh no...I pull the garbage can over. spit, spit, spit...swallow, swallow, swallow. Tell myself no getting sick, no getting sick, no getting sick - over and over and over again. I feel better. I go back to bed. I think maybe I should eat, but someone is texting me.

I have a texting conversation with my SIL (her only son, my nephew) leaves for Marine boot camp in two weeks. She is holding up, but I know it is only for her son's sake. My heart goes out to her and I love her so much. She is my sister. She asks me how I am and I tell her. I ask her how she is and she says she's keeping it together. I tell her that I am here for her with a shoulder or an ear or just for some simple retail therapy. She thanks me and says she'll be taking me up on all of it. I tell her I'm tired now...she lets me go back to resting. But then, out of the blue...the urge comes back to toss my cookies and this time I know I won't be able to resist. I run to the bathroom and there they go. Twice. But I feel so much better. And it wasn't my whole lunch anyway. I figure it is probably best not to take the vicodin any longer. My body just does not do well with pain meds. In fact, I take nothing else the rest of the night. I ate some bread & butter and a banana (and my apple fritter...lol) I fall asleep around 10 and wake up around 7 this morning feeling achy...like the flu achy. I took some OTC advil. Two. I feel ok. Not great - not ready to get on my treadmill, but ok.

During my sleeping time yesterday I had phone calls from J (I loved seeing your name on my caller ID even if you didn't mean to call) and my sister. My MIL called later that night, but spoke with Chris. I had so many lovely messages on my FB wall from my awesome friends. Believe me when I say that those messages made my heart sing with joy. I love you all...you are the BESTIES in the WHOLE UNICORN...For sure - for real - forever!

So today, I'm just going to do some laundry and rest some more. I hope by tomorrow that I can get back into the groove of life and go on my merry way....