The hysterectomy was my fourth major surgery. What makes this one weird is that I don’t really feel the effects of it just yet. My first surgery was a microdiscectomy (removing herniated disc material) at the L4-5 (lumbar spine). I went into the ER because I had so much pain I cried every time I took a step and I couldn’t walk upright. As soon as I woke up from the surgery the pain was gone.
The second surgery was the spinal fusion. That one sucked because they did some nerve damage, but the sensation in my left leg was back to normal. (I went to see the surgeon because of the declining sensation in my left leg. He ruined the sensation in my right.)
My third surgery was the tendon transfer to correct the foot drop from the second surgery. I was in a cast but knew that I’d be able to move my foot up and down finally again. They had me try when they changed out my soft cast for a hard one. It was so cool.
But this time? This time they took out an organ that gave me problems. I mean, I’m not bleeding now, but I’d gotten a break just before the surgery and wasn’t bleeding then. I think it’s going to take me a couple months with no bleeding to really feel like something was done. I mean. I have the pain from the incision and the memory of the doctor pulling out the drain they put in. That was the single most painful experience of my life. I cried while they did it and I cried after. It was horrible.
I haven’t worn light-colored pants since 2002 since I could never be sure what my uterus was going to do. I don’t think I’ll stock up my closet with khaki pants anytime soon, but it’s nice knowing that I could if I wanted to.