and I did this because?...

Yesterday was the two week mark of my myomectomy procedure. Having an extremely large tumor removed and one small one was more pain than I expected. I feel really tired all the time not to mention I have a swollen belly and skin that feels like sandpaper is being applied with each step and breath I take.

I'm trying to think of reasons as to WHY I needed this surgery, I guess in my warped sense of necessity, having a 400 gram muscle mass crushing your uterus isn't enough. I didn't really have any of the major symptoms but I guess removing it while I could is better than walking around with it inside of my belly. Not to mention, the longer I postponed the surgery, the larger the thing would grow since it was showing no signs of shrinking on its own accord. Gross.

Now I need to recover. Its taking a lot longer than I really truly expected. I've two previous procedures and it was hands down the worst shit I've ever experienced. I HATE surgery. I'd rather be hungover for a month straight than do this. I just gotta stick it out and hope that I'm tip top by the time Emily and her boys show up on July 2nd. Praying for it!