I'll start off with the Good. I'm so thankful for your thoughtful comments on my last post about knowing when to stop TTC. I haven't responded to all of them—taking some time to process them and work has been crazy—but I truly appreciate your taking the time to stop by and comment. The comments warmed my heart. Hearing from friends I hadn't heard from in a while, reading some of your thoughts about stopping...I'm constantly amazed at the warmth and thoughtfulness of bloggers and other commenters, most of whom I've never met in real life.
A Woman My Age asked if I'd considered alternative therapies for my pain, such as acupuncture. I did weekly acupuncture sessions for about a month after this surgery. I got amazing pain relief during the sessions but unfortunately the pain always returned in full force a few minutes after I got up from the table. I considered continuing the sessions in case they were helping in ways I didn't comprehend. I asked my main doctors whether I should continue acu treatments; they're both pro-acupuncture in general. My pain doctor said she expected the pain relief to last beyond the session, and since it wasn't lasting I should stop. At $90 a session, I was a little relieved.
This week, I'll be starting physical therapy and biofeedback at the recommendation of my pain doctor. I'm curious to see what PT will recommend. I don't know much about biofeedback but I'm willing to give it a shot. In the midst of all of this, I've also been half-heartedly meditating. My therapist wants me to do it daily but I'm having trouble committing to it.
Also in the Good category is that my RE (reproductive endocrinologist) gave me some good news this week. She did a regular ultrasound of my unbelievebly screwy uterus and things actually looked good. Before the most recent surgery, there was a pucker where one side of my uterus seemed unnaturally drawn to the other side. I think it was scar tissue, adenomyosis, something of that nature. The pucker is now gone. I'm breathing a small sigh of relief, not a huge one yet, because the real picture of how I'm healing will be a 3D sonogram. Not sure when I'll feel good enough to do one.
Which leads me to the Bad. I'm still feeling shitty. The pain feels like it's here to stay, regardless of my doctors' reassurances that I will get better someday. Instead of hurting in the uterine area, it mostly hurts under my ribcage, which totally weirds out my RE. The pain doc still acts blase (accent over the "e"—don't know how to do them in Blogger) about it all, like she sees uterine surgeries resulting in burning upper abdominal pain all the time. She increased my gabapentin dose, which seems to be helping already. She also gave me a great answer to my question about how much activity I should be doing. She said resting too much was more of a concern than being too active, so I should try to be active within reason. So that was actually a Good buried within the Bad. I'm glad to be given the green light to being more active.
Blogging and commenting has had to take back seat lately as projects at work keep piling on. I'm a medical writer, and I've been lucky lately to be writing about oral hygiene. Sometimes it's much worse—chronic diseases, diarrhea, or...oral contraceptives. Fortunately the oral contraceptive project got put on hold because I did not enjoy writing about the magic of conception.
Anyway, I'm here and reading your posts even when I'm not able to comment much. Hope you're all having a good weekend!