I made it! I made it!

My biggest fear about the lap was that they were going to make in incision in my belly button. No, I wasn't worried about losing my ovaries. I wasn't worried about in injury to the bladder or bowel. I was worried that they were going to make a cut in my belly button. We all have idiosyncrasies and this is mine. I hate belly buttons. I hate looking at them. I hate touching mine. I hate them. I know it's a weird thing but it's my weird thing.

He did not make an incision in my belly button. I could have kissed my doctor when I discovered this happy news. As a sidenote; I also did not have any injury to the bladder or bowel and he didn't remove my ovaries but he did remove my right tube. He thinks. He showed me pictures from the surgery and there is so much scar tissue it is hard to tell what is what. My insides look broken. It's really quite sad.

When I had my post op appointment on Monday he reminded me yet again that I am the worst case of endo he has ever seen. I feel like I can't ever grasp the depth of that because I have almost no pain. I only took 400 ml of ibuprofen with my last few periods and only because I felt like my period was going to start and it's a habit at this point to start pain meds early. I'll take it even if it means being disconnected with the process. He started the conversation by saying that it looked like a grenade exploded in my pelvis. Lots of scar tissue and lots of adhesions. I suppose it's to be expected after three surgeries.

More about the donor process in the next post.