Getting NERVOUS...
The butterflies are kicking in. Surgery is tomorrow.
I'm surprised nobody has asked me what I'm having done - probably because it was about a year ago when my mystery ailment started giving me fits. Well folks, I am not having my gallbladder removed. This procedure is elective - and I am looking forward to it. ( I have been taking Nexium for months now, and it's really been a lifesaver - because it WASNT my gallbladder!)
I am having a tubal ligation - yes, I am being voluntarily sterilized.
I am in my 30's, and I have never, ever wanted children. There is NOTHING about it that appeals to me. NOTHING. Its time to stop fooling around with birth control that makes me sick, fat, grouchy, and the list goes on and on. I need/want a permanent solution, and this is it. (although it is only 99.9 % effective as well for some reason).
I thought about doing this a few years ago, but someone told me that you could only be "fixed" if you had a mental condition or some shit like that. I am not the most sane person around (LOL), but I dont think that's what they meant, ha! Well, times have changed. My insurance is awesome, and they pay for it 100% (except for a small copay). I was surprised how easy this was. I simply made an appt with my gyno, told her I wanted the procedure,and the following week I met with the surgeon (that was on 10/3). I didnt have to "consult" with anybody, go through any counseling to be sure this was the right decision for me, nothing. Meet the surgeon, schedule the procedure, and that's that. I'm grossed out - they will go in through my belly button, and then BURN my tubes. Gag.
Friday I had blood drawn - I am such a freak about needles. I was proud of myself, I didnt even come close to passing out. YAY! Today, I have to go get a bottle of magnesium citrate. That's the nice, chemically correct term for what it really is = POOP JUICE. So I'll get to spend my entire day in the bathroom once it hits. BLECH. Nothing to eat/drink after midnight tonight - but my procedure isn't until 12 noon tomorrow. I am going to be STARVING.
Breakfast is a MUST for me. My brain is always in fog until I feed it with coffee and some sort of sustenance. I'm sure once you throw in the drugs, I'll be a real treat by late afternoon! Ha! Oh well, maybe I'll lose a few pounds..that would be sweet.
I'm kinda excited, my sister is gonna stay with me for a day or two..I miss having her around. She doesn't have cable, so I know she'll be thoroughly enjoying the chance to watch HGTV undisturbed with Gus on her lap :)
So wish me luck, I heart all of you!
I'm surprised nobody has asked me what I'm having done - probably because it was about a year ago when my mystery ailment started giving me fits. Well folks, I am not having my gallbladder removed. This procedure is elective - and I am looking forward to it. ( I have been taking Nexium for months now, and it's really been a lifesaver - because it WASNT my gallbladder!)
I am having a tubal ligation - yes, I am being voluntarily sterilized.
I am in my 30's, and I have never, ever wanted children. There is NOTHING about it that appeals to me. NOTHING. Its time to stop fooling around with birth control that makes me sick, fat, grouchy, and the list goes on and on. I need/want a permanent solution, and this is it. (although it is only 99.9 % effective as well for some reason).
I thought about doing this a few years ago, but someone told me that you could only be "fixed" if you had a mental condition or some shit like that. I am not the most sane person around (LOL), but I dont think that's what they meant, ha! Well, times have changed. My insurance is awesome, and they pay for it 100% (except for a small copay). I was surprised how easy this was. I simply made an appt with my gyno, told her I wanted the procedure,and the following week I met with the surgeon (that was on 10/3). I didnt have to "consult" with anybody, go through any counseling to be sure this was the right decision for me, nothing. Meet the surgeon, schedule the procedure, and that's that. I'm grossed out - they will go in through my belly button, and then BURN my tubes. Gag.
Friday I had blood drawn - I am such a freak about needles. I was proud of myself, I didnt even come close to passing out. YAY! Today, I have to go get a bottle of magnesium citrate. That's the nice, chemically correct term for what it really is = POOP JUICE. So I'll get to spend my entire day in the bathroom once it hits. BLECH. Nothing to eat/drink after midnight tonight - but my procedure isn't until 12 noon tomorrow. I am going to be STARVING.
Breakfast is a MUST for me. My brain is always in fog until I feed it with coffee and some sort of sustenance. I'm sure once you throw in the drugs, I'll be a real treat by late afternoon! Ha! Oh well, maybe I'll lose a few pounds..that would be sweet.
I'm kinda excited, my sister is gonna stay with me for a day or two..I miss having her around. She doesn't have cable, so I know she'll be thoroughly enjoying the chance to watch HGTV undisturbed with Gus on her lap :)
So wish me luck, I heart all of you!
2 Comments:
At 11:16 AM, Cinds said…
I think we were all being polite and new that you would tell us in your own time. Its not that we didnt care but we didnt want to embarrass you in case it was a little more private :) GOOD LUCK HUN xxx Ill be thinking of you :) xxxxxxxx
At 7:11 PM, mike said…
Well i for one wasn`t going to be rude and ask what you were having done ;)
Anyways, good luck and i`m sure all will be ok
xoxo
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