So yesterday as many of you know I went in for a Leep Procedure to remove the unwanted cancer cells from my body. I know many of you have asked me what a Leep is? How effective is it? Why I was being put under for it? And many other question you had.
Below is a graphic video of just what a Leep is. Basically the cancer tissue is highlighted with a liquid. Then as the doctor looks through the microscope, using a burning tool he cuts the bad and unwanted stuff out. (Do not watch if you have little kids around)
Now you know why I was put out for it, which wasn’t fun believe me. Due to my sleep apnea, I was terrified to have anesthesia but I also knew the doctors at the hospital were there to take care of me.
I got to the hospital at around noon and was taken in immediately. They put an iv in my arm to give me fluids. I am not sure what they were giving me but I know it had some kind of relaxer in it because I immediately got kinda tired and wasn’t so anxious.
After about an hour they finally came to get me. I said goodbye to the boys and Core. Trace was the worst. He was so upset. I took him out of school, despite people saying I was a bad mom for doing it and subjecting him to this worry. He was already worried. After losing my sister in law months ago, Trace hasn’t been the same. He doesn’t leave my side, ever since I got sick. So I knew he wasn’t going to do well at school while mommy was in the hospital. It was better for him to be with his dad and his brother, waiting to see me when I got out.
I don’t remember much. I remember the OR room, seeing the doctor. I climbed on the table, got comfortable. Then they put something in my IV and oxygen over my face. I felt the effects of the sleepy stuff right away and apparently put a death grip on the nurse’s leg before drifting off. That feeling of being put to sleep was horrible.
I woke up at around 4pm. Apparently due to my sleep apnea, it took a bit longer for me to come out of being asleep which gave them some concern. This poor nurse had to sit right beside me and record every time I stopped breathing. Nice job! She was wonderful though. She got me a warm blanket which let me relax. I had some cramping which was okay, but I refused any narcotics since I had a brush with those in the past and wanted to deal with the pain on my own.
At five I was moved finally to central daycare where I could see the boys and hubby. I remember the look on their faces. My three men walking down the hall toward me, smiling but each had fear in their eyes. It broke my heart, but it also burst it open as to how loved I am.
Speaking of being loved. Facebook was all supportive. I cannot thank everyone enough for their prayers, love and support they showed while I was in. Hubby updated my status when I finally got home. I couldn’t go online. I needed to sleep. I needed to rest. So that’s what I did.
Today I feel better. I’m still groggy from the medicine they gave me, and I’m tired which sucks because I am supposed to be starting a journey today, something to better my life. I will have to take it one day at a time and see how it goes. But I’m going to try my hardest to get through it all.
I’m glad this over with, for now anyhow. On Friday I should find out the results, whether I’m cancer free or we go to the next stage which is either chemo or radiation. I’m praying for the latter of course.
Wish me luck!