Hoping this makes sense!
You know how nothing that I do is every "the easy way," right? Well today was no different. It has been a long 24 hours. I'm trying to convince myself that it can only get better. Because dude. Today sucked.
It started last night. I had to vaginally insert two pills of
misoprostal to help soften my cervix for the
hysteroscopy today. I was mildly concerned, because I had used this medication before, and I had had terrible cramping. The RE assured me that this time would be different. I was only using half the dosage from before and there was nothing in my uterus that my body would try to
dispel. Okay, I thought. And for the most part, he was right. I didn't have uterine cramping. Instead I had cramping from the
onslaught of
diarrhea and was up every hour on the hour all night long shitting my brains out. I suppose the silver lining to that would be that I had to have been nice and cleaned out for the actual procedure. But, man. It was BAD.
We headed for the hospital right on time, which was really good for me. (I have to tell you though. It was very odd to be up and moving around town when it is pitch dark outside.) Once we got there, we waited for 40 minutes before they actually took me back to the
pre-op area.
Where I had to pee in a cup so they could give me a pregnancy test. Blah. Rub salt in the wound, people.
Anyway, I was finally taken back to the operating room and all went black. (got to love drugs)
That is when things got even more interesting...
They found lots of scar tissue from the c-section. My uterus was higher than it should have been and fused with scar tissue in place. He cut through all of that and my uterus "dropped" back into its proper place. Apparently there were lots of
adhesions, which he removed. He did take my left tube and contemplated taking my right tube.
Righty was fused to my intestines and was pointed up instead of down. He was was pretty surprised about that because my
hsg (the dye test to see if tubes are open) didn't really reflect what he saw when he got in there. In the end he left the right tube and said there is a small chance that it could be workable.
He did say
IVF was his recommendation. So much for actual sex to make a baby.
While in the operating room, I developed three hives. One on my neck and two on my arms. They gave me
benadryl and put me under the warming blanket. That was probably the worst thing they could have done. By the time I had made it into recovery, I was completely covered in hives. They thought that it was a reaction to an antibiotic I was given. They were quite freaked about how I looked and kept checking my throat and breathing which stayed fine. But, they wouldn't give me pain
meds because they were afraid of the reaction I was having.
For an hour and a half I had no pain
meds. I was dying.
They finally gave me some and released me after a couple of doses of steroids which strict instructions to call 911 if my breathing was affected in any way. It was sometime around 3, I think.
We had fun with my pain medication at home, too. I took in the script last night and told them we'd pick it up this afternoon. The pharmacy's computers crashed, so they couldn't finish orders. Is.
aac picked up the paper script and told them he was taking it to another pharmacy. Unfortunately, my insurance company denied the request because it thought I had already filled the prescription at pharmacy #1. They weren't going to give me pain
meds until April 1st! Oh hell, no! Finally, I got home pain
meds about a half an hour ago.
It has been a rough day, but I am feeling better now. I am super sore in my abdomen area and my throat hurts like hell (but I can breathe). The hives are starting to go down more and I'll start a short steroid cycle tomorrow to make sure they are gone for good.
Thank God for my mom. She's keeping the boys another night.
Off to play some
bejewled blitz and veg. Be back tomorrow.
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