Hyster Blog :: Uterus-free since May 2005

My experiences with fibroid tumors and hysterectomy.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

I Knew I Was Right

It seems like forever ago that I knew I wasn't going to be able to go back to work after just six weeks. I just wasn't ready physically or mentally. But then when I did the play and worked part-time at the Red Cross for those few weeks, I was tired, but felt I probably could go back to work full-time.

Well, now that I've worked two 40-hour weeks, I know I was right, and there was no way I could have gone back to work after just six weeks. I mean, it's been 5 and half months and I'm still exhausted after work. Honestly, I work then go home and go to bed 'til morning. Luckily, I don't have to be at work 'til just before noon, so I can get things done in the morning. Anyway, if I'm this tired now, I can't even imagine how I would have felt 4 months ago if I'd gone back to work then.

But I do love my job and the exhaustion is totally worth it. One of the cool parts, hysterectomy-wise, is that I don't have to worry about any period-related stuff at work. Yay! That's especially nice since I work with mostly guys.

So, all in all, except for being extremely tired, I'm feeling wonderful! I was never more glad than I am right now that I had the surgery.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Five Months

Five months ago at this time, I was in the recovery room and the nurses were getting ready to take me to my room. Most of the time, it's hard for me to believe any of it really happened. It seems like so long ago, and it seems like a dream or something.

But then there are the times I get angry with myself for being so tired that I can't do anything but sleep. It's those times that I have to remind myself that it's only been 5 months and the average recovery time is 6 months to a year.

But, I am at the point where the good far outweighs the bad. That is never more clear to me that when I pass the feminine hygiene section of the store. In fact, last week when I saw all that stuff and realized I'll never need it again, I giggled. A weird thing about that is that for so many years my period was on my mind almost constantly because I never knew when I was going to get it, or what was going to happen when I did. Now I don't even think about it at all except when I'm in the store passing that aisle. Hallelujah!