Everything went fine, cyst is out, ovary intact. I'm a bit sore but nothing that ibuprofen hasn't been able to handle. I've just been taking it easy this weekend. It's strange that this is the only sort of "excuse" I give myself for slowing down and taking it easy...why can't I just relax without it involving something like surgery?
It went very smoothly and I was in and out pretty quickly. I was very happy to have an excellent team working with me. And no nausea post op, thanks to my CRNA friend and coworker.
Now I'm trying not to pick up my 2 1/2 year old, but that is nearly impossible. She is too young to understand any of my explanations. I try to keep it minimal, but it was the same when I had my sleeve surgery.
I'm holding off weighing for a few days, until the fluid from the swelling dissipates. I know most WLS people insist we shouldn't weigh daily, or even weekly. But I have always found that daily weighing keeps me in a rhythm, and keeps me on top of any potential gains. I've read that it is one thing that people who are successful long-term with weight loss do. So I do it...but not when I KNOW it is going to be a temporary gain that will only demoralize me, and will go away on its own.
I did a lot of projects in front of the TV last night and today...finished a baby quilt, cut out blocks for another, finished a dish towel with snaps for the oven, etc. Paid the bills. Stayed at home on the couch as much as possible, although I did get out in the back yard during a sunny spell, and when I did I couldn't avoid finishing planting my summer dahlias and peonies (and the spring bulbs that I never planted last fall, and are sending up shoots already...dunno if those will bloom or not). I just have to work in the garden if I have a chance. I just finished replanting the shady side of the yard with shade-loving perennials. The previous owners had "re-landscaped" the yard for an attempt at selling the house before we rented it, and had planted that side with things that were not appropriate for shade, and as a result there were a few straggly sticks with a few leaves hanging onto them, scattered around. Now there are hellebores, bleeding hearts, hostas, bear's breeches, primroses, and a backdrop of 3 hydrangeas to fill in the shady side. I'm excited to see them fill in over the next few years. (I'm not normally a big fan of primroses, but they were the only thing that survived from the previous planting, and they have been there for at least 3 years, so I added some more to keep them company.)
I guess it's obvious that I don't sit still very well.