In attempts to find a solution to my pelvic pain, and since our first attempt failed in improving the condition, the doctor suggested the next two options: taking a shot that would throw my body into temporary menopause, or laproscopic surgery. On the off chance that the pain wasn't being caused by edometriosis, Alan and I decided that surgery would be a more straight forward approach. So we got on the schedule for surgery, Alan took the day off to come to the hospital with me.
Waiting for the doctor to finish delivering a baby.
Along with the standard hospital gown, I was given a pair of socks to wear, which made me feel like a duck with my webbed feet, and a pair of leg compressors to promote blood flow during surgery.
The surgery went well, no complications or anything like that. Unfortunately, though, the doctor didn't find any endometriotic tissue, or any other obvious source of the problem. I woke up from the surgery to hear this news and started sobbing, which I'm still quite embarrassed about. At this point we try to find a specialist who is on my insurance plan that might be able to identify the source of my pain.
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