This is a lady parts post...proceed with caution.
Monday afternoon I began the process toward getting my hydrothermal ablation (HTA).
I began taking 600 mg of Ibuprofen every six hours starting at noon on Monday. Then Monday night I took some medication that would dilate my cervix.
Tuesday morning I expected to feel weird, but woke up feeling fine.
I went over to my sister-in-law's house with all the kids because she was going to watch them during my procedure AND then pick me up afterwards since I wasn't allowed to drive myself home.
I went over there a couple hours early, and I'm glad I did because on the way there I started to get a horrible crampy feeling. Stupid cervix dilation!
After awhile I was dropped off at the doctor's office. In my purse I had the rest of my medication: One valium and twelve vicodins.
At the nurses cue, I took the valium and two vicodins. This was to relax me for the procedure (a jump ahead....I was still really freaking nervous the whole time).
An hour later, and now fully looped from vicodin (how does Dr. House do it??) they took me back to the procedure room.
I'll spare the horrible gory details here, since you can read about it all here. I was surprised that they actually fill your uterus with the hot water AND that you can watch your insides boil away on a little television as they put a scope in there too.
So I'm laying there with bionic vagina watching my uterus be boiled.
The vicodins started to make me dizzy, which started to sort of give me a panic attack and then I was glad for the valium.
The whole thing, including all the prep work on my lady parts, took about an hour. Amy came and picked me up and took me home.
I cried part of the way, I think just from pent-up tension. I wasn't sad, or really even in that much pain at that point.
I got home and was made to lay down on the couch with a heating pad and medicine. Amy stayed with me for awhile then whisked all my children away! Yay!
So I laid on the couch pretty much until the next morning. Taking vicodins and ibuprofens and alternating the heat settings on my heating pad all while drifting in and out of consciousness.
But by Wednesday morning, I was feeling fine. Amy brought all the kids home Wednesday afternoon, which is when, of course, I started getting crampy. But I think that was just the stress that these horrible children cause me. With their whining and fighting and wanting to be fed. Bleh.
But that was that. I'm all OK now and on my own with all the kids!
Here's hoping the HTA takes. I don't know if I could do it again. It was very bizarre.