Recovery was a snap. Absolute snap. Here’s the shorthand version of how it went.
Saturday: Extreme pain; trip to the E.R.
Sunday: Oopherectomy at 8 a.m.; checked out of the hospital by 3. Back online by 8.
Monday: Sitting up in bed, finishing some work, cuddling the kids, and taking a nap.
Tuesday: Downtown for some long-anticipated meetings.
Wednesday: The same, although I had to leave early because, frankly, I was exhausted.
Thursday: Back to OB/GYN for postsurgical followup and stitches removal. Made him laugh hysterically (ooh, funny choice of word, Freud) when he saw my Lightening McQueen band-aids. We pored over the pictures together, he took out the stitches, and sent me home.
Friday: Life. Goes. On.
We’re still waiting for the biopsy results and a confirmation that a bone lesion is nothing to worry about, but other than that, we’re home free.
Free to celebrate each other.
Let the chocolate cupcake eating begin!