In just 33 short minutes, it will be 9 weeks since I had my surgery.
In these past 9 weeks, the first three were touch and go. I questioned many a time what in the world was I thinking by having a hysterectomy.
But the past 6 weeks have been pretty glorious.
I won't lie - there are times when the heart still pangs for the child(ren) that won't be.
But overall I feel amazing.
I haven't had any pain in 6 weeks.
I haven't had to load my purse with all sorts of feminine hygiene paraphernalia "just in case".
I haven't had any massive pimple breakouts.
I haven't had the major moodiness - the highs and lows that could make anyone' s head spin.
No more planning my months around when I have my period.
I am breathing a major sigh of relief.
I am living life again.
I am enjoying life again.
My skin looks better.
My nails are growing.
My hair is shining.
My mood is stable.
Had you asked me 9 weeks ago tomorrow if I was glad I had the surgery, I most definitely would have had stammered to answer you.
Today I can honestly say that yes, yes I am glad that I've had the surgery.
Now I can tackle other areas of my life!