I'm home after some very unsuccessful surgery. I was now suppose to be uterus free, but my Doctor (lovely man) decided not to go ahead with the "ute" removal. I had this really corny joke for after he had given me this hysterectomy. "the UTE has left the garage". Well I thought it was funny. So in conclusion I ended up with him doing a lapraoscomy and getting rid of a few adhesions. I have two weeks off. I then have to put myself into menopause and become a complete bitch (so my friends tell me) then I have to have another major operation to remove the "Ute" and probably have a bowel resection at the same time. Yippy, yeah, can't wait.
Funny thing is I didn't die, as the nightly dreams I had leading up to the surgery. I'm alive, but slightly disappointed. Other thing to note is that I told my No 3 child that I am doing this blog. I wonder if she will find it. hehe.
