There are so many things I could write about that have happened since the New Year but there is one particular thing that is at the forefront of my mind and it's literally weighing heavily.
I have had several doctor's appointments lately, one being my annual GYN visit.
Leaving the visit, I was armed with with 2 scripts: one for my first mammogram (which really hurt by the way!) and another for 2 ultrasounds.
After spending a day at Advanced Radiology getting my boobs smashed and uterus probed, I anxiously awaited a phone call from my doctor.
That phone call came late Thursday evening and my suspicions were confirmed.
I am almost 4 months pregnant.
Not really, though, so go ahead and pick your jaw up off of the floor.
(Oh my God, can you imagine???)
However, it seems that my far-larger-than-normal-size uterus is hosting numerous fibroids.
My c-section, aka abdominal hysterectomy, is scheduled for Friday, April 12, where I will give birth to fruits of all sizes, ranging from grapes all the way up to a cantaloupe!
That's right. I have a uterine fibroid the size of a flippin' cantaloupe.
A cantaloupe! I still can't get over it.
I was shocked. I've had fibroids for years but never expected to hear any were that big. Nor did I expect to hear that my uterus is the size of being 3 to 4 months pregnant.
No wonder I feel bloated all of the time!
Recovery will be difficult, especially since the surgery will not be performed laparoscopically. My doc was willing to try it, but she'd have to chop the fruits up to fit them through the small incision sites (TMI perhaps?) and that would just be more difficult. I want this done once and I want it done right. Abdominal it is.
I've had a lot of discomfort since last week's E.T. finger probe but I am excited for the surgery.
After dealing with this for 20 years, I only have 8 more weeks to suffer.
I can deal with 8 more weeks.
Then the fruits of my labor will be such a load off.
A load off of my body.
And a load off of my mind.
Bring on the scalpel!