I don't know if I'm coming or going, but I can tell you this:
I am in a lot of pain, I'm drooling and I am wearing a ginormous set of paper pants.
I have three cuts over my stomach, and I can't walk.
The diagnosis isn't great. I have 'severe' endometriosis and it was a difficult operation, as it was found in some really difficult areas, like on my kidneys (!) and bladder.
I didn't think it would be severe. But it does at least answer for the crazy pain I experience every month.
The good news is that my tubes aren't full of it, so I will be able to have babies.
The bad news is that there's still work to be done. It's not over.
I woke up from my delirium yesterday and the first thing I asked, apparently, was "CAN I HAVE KIDS?"
Everyone has been very supportive. Just haven't heard anything from my parents. Which is kind of hurtful, but in some ways to be expected. Besides they have more important things to deal with like areoplanes and admin.