Chronic Ama

Today I have officially been diagnosed with "Chronic Pelvic Pain." Well, fuck my life, right? Yeah, but I'm not going to freak out and give myself a panic attack. I'm so over that! I just don't have time to panic. I gotta take this day by day. At least it's bearable pain that's not interfering with my life [yet]. Everything so far points to scar tissues (adhesions) from all the damn surgeries I've had in my life. (I think I've surpassed lucky 13.) Guess we'll wait a spell and see what the new specialist has in mind. Oh, right! I'm apparently being referred to a doctor in Phoenix that specializes in pelvic pain. (http://www.dignityhealth.org/stjosephs/services/cancer-center/pelvic-pain-and-gynecologic-surgery/meet-the-team/michael-hibner) I'm kinda excited to see what comes of this. Maybe an end? Maybe a new diagnosis? Maybe nothing? Who knows? At least I have an excuse to visit Fluffit Marshamallows again! Look at me, looki

Four days since surgey on Monday and I'm still very uncomfortable. It's at least a tolerable pain, now, though, but still sucks! Monday we got to the hospital at 10 and went to pre admit, then to amit, then to a room. Waited in said room for about na hour during which I got to strip down and put on this lovely plastic gown and smelled like a medical strorage room. Yum! Got asked a milllion questions that had been asked at my pre anesthesia and my pre surgery appointments. Then wheeled to the pre op room. (Thank god they didn't make me walk across the hospital in that god awful gown!) Met my nurse, answered more questions, put on a sexy beret, got an IV, and then it was surgery time. I got hella nervous. They wheeled me into the OR and had me roll over onto the operating table. Hell, if I was only a little nervous before, I was ready to piss myself nervous now. Some "relaxation" medicine into the IV, some oxygen, then, I was out. Time to get on with the hysterosco