Quiet

Monday I had an outpatient procedure that had my family in a bit of worry. I kept it fairly quiet and have only just told people what I had done: I had a diagnostic laparoscopy in which a growth was removed from the crevice between the outside of my uterus and the outside of my ovary. While they were in surgery, they also found a funny little spot and removed it.

This is a very basic procedure but because of my extensive history with cancer, this was something we were told could definitely go both ways. Because of the uncertainty of it all, I felt it was best to keep it fairly quiet.

Until now.

Now I’m posting it all over the place because it is NOT cancer. It was just a stupid atypical cyst in a weird place. And it hurt. And it still hurts.

So, I have no appetite, I appear to be about 2.5 or 3 months pregnant and I’m sweating profusely as my body flushes out the fentanyl  and anesthesia. They are the culprits for my lack of appetite this week, so I don’t mind the sweating. I just want it out of my body.

PS I get my boobs sometime this year.