Aftermath
Frankly, it is too soon to make any jokes about surgery. Everything is still in pain and I'm still in complete shock as to what came out of me.
7 pounds of cyst!
As in the size of a newborn infant. Thankfully my cyst/egg/infant-looking-thing was all benign. Now I have to heal my 6 inch scar and move on with my life.
Everything is really difficult: walking, coughing, breathing, speaking etc. Apparently you use your abdominal muscles for EVERYTHING. Makes me feel very sorry for anyone who has ever undergone C-section.
The craziest part of this whole thing was my surgeon actually took a picture of what came out of me. I hesitate to post it because it is so freakin' gross. If you are inclined to see what a cyst/baby/egg sized tumor thing looks like-- let me know and I'll send you a photo. But it's too much to post at the moment.
My goal for tonight is to sleep and keep food down. I am hoping life starts to be cool again soon.
Goliath-- your place in history is assured.
2 Comments:
Yeah, the pictures were kinda gross, but strangely interesting at the same time, like you said. Thanks for the words, I appreciate them a lot :) Love ya Tobes, I'm thinking about ya!
I wanna see!!!
I know you're not ready for jokes.... BUT... it's a fast way to lose 7 pounds. :)
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