As we were sitting in the waiting room, I looked at my hospital wristband where it said, “26yr.” I told my husband I could remember being 16, and at that time 26 seemed so far away. It arrived quite quickly, though. He said, “I bet this isn’t what you thought 26 would be like.” He was right.
My life has not at all been what I expected. I don’t really know what I expected it to be like, but I know this isn’t it, and I’m sure I’ll still be saying the same thing 10 years from now.
It was about a year ago that my doctors started doing tests to figure out what was going on with my body. First they thought it might have been a tumor. When that couldn’t be confirmed, they referred me to the University of Iowa Hospital. They did more tests and figured out that I did, indeed, have Asherman’s Syndrome as a result of a D & C. Continue reading “Hopefully the Last Test”
Hyteroscopic lysis of adhesions (you can see the adhesions in the picture). That’s what my doctor did yesterday.
We arrived at the hospital around 10:30 and I believe I went in to surgery around 11:30. Everything went well in regards to removing the scar tissue. I didn’t bleed excessively (which was a concern of the doctors considering my diagnosis of Von Willebrand’s Disease). The doctor did find that there was significantly more scar tissue than the original ultrasound showed. During that ultrasound they tried to inject fluid into my uterus so they could see how widespread the scarring was, but since the opening was scarred shut, they couldn’t get any fluid in, making it difficult to know for sure how much scarring was present. The entire right side of my uterus was covered in scar tissue. Continue reading “Recovery”
I’m having surgery tomorrow.
Time has really flown by in the waiting, but the day is almost here. My doctor will cut out the scar tissue in my uterus. There is a lot of uncertainty with this surgery.
Will they be able to remove everything?
Will the scar tissue come back?
Will those raw places cause issues for me in the future? Continue reading “Going Under the Knife”
Sometimes there are days that I am just painfully aware of my need for Jesus.
I am a work in progress. I know it. I never expected perfection while I was on earth, let alone overnight, but sometimes I think I’m getting closer than I really am. Then I’m hit with a reality check. I’m not there yet!
I am broken in a hundred different ways for a hundred different reasons, Continue reading “I Need Him”