Update...

Has anyone else changed to the new blogger format yet? It is kinda confusing to me and I don't know if I like it. Maybe once I get used to it...

The procedure went very well. Thank-you to all of you who prayed for me. I woke up at 3 a.m. on Monday morning and could not go back to sleep. My nervousness just grew from there. I was worried whether I would be coherent when they did the procedure. I was worried whether I'd have a lot more cramping and pain. I tried to just remind myself that after this I should be feeling much better and able to get back in to life...but I've already told myself that so many times that it wasn't really much of a comfort. By the time we made it to the doctors office (at 6:51 in the morning!) I was shaking from my nerves. As I sat in the room, was given an IV, had my b/p checked and lots of little heart monitors stuck on my skin I literally felt as though I was about to pass out in the chair. I didn't tell the nurse that, she already knew I was nervous (she could hear my heart beating like crazy on the little monitor). She told me it was very normal. They took me into the operating room and I got up in this big chair. The doctors and nurses all came in and the anesthesiologist told me I had 17 seconds before I was asleep. Just like that I felt the sleepiness overwhelm me and I started to dream. I don't remember anything of what I dreamed, but I do remember having a dream. What seemed like 5 seconds later they were waking me up and telling me everything went well and we were all done. The doctor said there wasn't a lot of tissue they retrieved, but he wasn't expecting a ton as my uterus looks clear. He told me what to expect and what to watch out for and then sent me home. Monday and Tuesday I was very sleepy and very nauseous. Part of it was coming off the anesthesia I'm sure and I have since figured out that the anti-biotic they gave me upsets my stomach (which I know is pretty normal for me and anti-biotics )

I haven't had much bleeding at all since Tuesday. Just a tiny bit here and there and of course no more cramps since the day of the procedure. One of the hardest things to adjust to is they said don't pick up anything slightly heavy including Jakob until I get checked out and make sure everything is o.k. I guess I didn't realize how much I pick him up during the day and don't think twice about it. I keep catching myself going to him to pick him up but then remembering I can't. He has been a very good boy though climbing out of the bathtub by himself, climbing onto my bed in the mornings by himself and using his step stool to get into his chair at the table (He can climb in his chair by himself already but he likes for me to put him in it. He likes using the step stool to get up there so that's what I do to avoid any meltdowns). Today is my last day of anti-biotic ( the angels sing...hallelujah!hallelujah!) It seems like everyday the nausea is a little less, maybe my body is getting used to the stuff? But I am so ready to be done with that yucky feeling. Tuesday was our 8th wedding anniversary. We obviously didn't celebrate, but I did have the time to reflect and thank God for my husband and the good marriage that we have. We've been through a lot in 8 years, especially in the last 5 or 6 of them and I believe that it has made our marriage so much stronger and closer. We plan on heading down to Everglades City once I am feeling up to it and eating some great seafood and sightseeing some in celebration of our eight year anniversary. Maybe next weekend. Anyways, I just wanted to say thanks again to all of you who've prayed, sent texts, called and even just thought about me because knowing that people care means so much. Hope you all have a great weekend!

Love,

Shauna