I know what you’re all here for…updated scar photos! Here it is:

Aren’t they things of beauty? Belly button is still pretty gross looking, so I’ll hold off on those photos for now.

Okay, so now that we’ve got that out of the way, here’s a wee update:

  • My trip to England was great. It was the perfect length (a week), and the weather was amazing! I had to keep reminding myself I was in England–it only rained once! It was a lot of fun to spend time with my gran, my mum, and my sister. A great ladies trip, indeed.
  • I had had the joy of experiencing constipation for the first time in my life. Holy crap (no pun intended–okay, maybe a little pun intended), it really hurts! A few days before I was supposed to leave for England, I was having some pretty intense pains in my lower abdomen. I thought it might be related to the surgery, so I went in to see my doctor. He prescribed me antibiotics and ordered a urine test done to see if there was an infection hiding in there, but said it could also be constipation. The nurses had warned me about this as a side effect of the pain meds, but I thought I would have experienced it way sooner (not a week later). Also, I didn’t touch the prescribed Tylenol 3s after the surgery, so the only narcotic pain meds in my system were the ones they used in my IV (which I assume they always use?). Anyway, the urine test came back showing a wee infection (that time there was no pun intended–I’m on a roll today!), so I took the round of antibiotics. The pain minimized over a few days and I felt okay leaving for England.

While I was there, though, the pain came back with a vengeance. We were to fly home in a few days, and a seriously intense pain started in my lower abdomen again. I’ve mentioned before that I am tough when it comes to pain. I can take a lot, but this was crazy. Everyone was in bed but my mum and I (we were watching the Olympic opening ceremonies), and I just started crying after about 30 minutes of this pain that was kind of spasming without letting up. My mum got me a hot water bottle and said it sounded like constipation she had after having my sister. It was unbelievable to me that this pain came from poop. Anyway, the next day I was fine and it has yet to return. I get it now, anyway. Constipation hurts.

  • I learned that if I want my period to come, I should take a pregnancy test. Without fail (that’s a bit of an exaggeration), whenever I take a pregnancy test, my period comes later that day. It’s like my body has let go and everything starts flowing. This was the case on Saturday. I used my last test even though I knew I had a snowball’s chance in hell of actually being pregnant this cycle, but my period was late. It’s a long cycle, but it’s like clockwork–32 days. This time, it was 37 days. I expected some disruption because of the laparoscopy, but there’s always that little smidgen of hope that we have. Anyway, my disappointment was slight this cycle, as we were flying blind. Maybe I ovulated, maybe not, and who knows when? It’s been a long time since I’ve been so happy to see my period. I’m super pumped to get this cycle going! Lefty is often the only ovary to show up to the egg-making party, and she’s the one who’s had a blocked tube this whole time.

I was supposed to go to the clinic today to start cycle monitoring again, but I kind of slept in…I’m on vacation! I’m supposed to sleep in! Anyway, I’ll go tomorrow morning and see what the doctor is saying. I talked with J, and we both agree that injectables would be a hasty decision for this cycle. I’m producing at least a couple of good follicles every month with the Femara, so I think I’m just going to stick with that for this first real cycle after the laparoscopy. I ALWAYS ovulate from my left side, but that blocked tube wouldn’t let anything get out. Could it actually be that THAT was what’s been causing the problem the whole time?

Seems almost too easy…

I’ll write another update tomorrow after my appointment.

-Unblocked and ready to rock Regular Van.

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