In preparation for my treatment, some changes needed to be made to my "real estate". Yesterday I had a little surgery done. The doctors want to keep my ovaries healthy. If anything happens to them it could send me in to early menopause. Nobody wants that. In order to save them, they needed to be moved up and out of the radiation zone. I can't exactly explain where they're living at the moment, but they're in there and I'm hoping they're enjoying their new neighborhood.
The bad news in all of this is I'm going to have to give up my dream of being a bikini model. Between the incision scars from this surgery, the incision scars from my gall bladder surgery, and the giant scar from my c-section, I have one heck of a distorted smiley face going on on my belly. It's quite ridiculous. Like an eight-eyed smiling monster.
I've had a few visits to Roswell so far, but this was my first big procedure. I came in contact with so many doctors and nurses before and after my surgery. It really takes a special person to do these jobs. The picture below was taken just before I left. This is my nurse from recovery. Her name is Maureen. She was fantastic - kind, gentle, friendly. Everyone was amazing. My Dr. had a great team that day and I am very grateful. I'm sore, but on the mend. Glad this is out of the way now....literally.
