Laproscopic Hysteroscopy Follow-up

Disclaimer: Some of this might be TMI, but I've connected with a lot of wonderful women in the infertility boards, and I said I would let them know how surgery went. So read at your own will. 

Let me begin by saying that I love my fertility specialist. He's very patient, and explains everything, as many times as I need without getting frustrated.  I was fortunate to have this surgery at a small speciality surgery center.  This was nice because I didn't have to deal with a huge parking deck, a crowded waiting room and little privacy.

To prepare for my laproscopic hysteroscopy (that was at 2:15pm on Friday) I was supposed to have a light meal at 5pm on Thursday, chug some Magnesium Citrate around 7 and then show up at 12:45pm to get prepped for surgery the next day. I didn't like those plans, so being the good patient that I am, I made my own schedule.  I went to yoga on Thursday night at 6:30 and then finished up about 7:45.  I then proceeded to go get dinner at Swensons (a hotdog and onion right is 'light' right?) and finished that up at 8:30.  So I waited an hour and chugged my cherry, sparkling laxative (I love that they give it a snazzy name).  I started to get sleepy, but my plan had been to stay up as long as I could, so that the next day, since I couldn't eat (and I'm a pretty scheduled person) I could sleep in and not be grumpy.  That didn't work. I was sleeping by 11.  Up at 3 am when my cherry drink decided to kick in and back to sleep by 4.  I woke up feeling really good.  I wasn't anxious or nervous like I usually am...

Got there about 12:30. I was smart this time - I brought with a written list of meds I take (or have taken in the last month with dosage, because I never remember that!), what I'm allergic to, and all my past surgeries and their dates (because again, I can't remember that on the spot).  Two years ago I wouldn't have needed that. I would have said "advil for cramps, no surgery". Today though, totally different story.

This made my entrance paperwork fly by.  So when I got back to the surgery area, they didn't let me bring husband right away, which i knew would be a mistake, and had to ask for him when it came time for them to give me an IV.  I have had horrible luck with IVs the past few times.  The last time between two nurses they tried 5 times, left huge bruises and had no luck. So as soon as she mentioned IV I asked for B. They were hesitant because they said a lot of husbands pass out. I assured them, he's a diabetic, he can handle an IV. They brought him back just in time. The woman was holding my hand, just looking for a vien and I was instantly crying and hyperventilating.  So he came in and helped calm me down a bit.  She only tried one time (and kudos to her - I felt nothing, and she barely left a bruise) and when the vein collapsed, she called the doctor over to do it.  This lady got it, and when I just kept sobbing, she gave me some valium and I was all good to go.

This center was great. They were very private about things, but they were very friendly and everything was on time, which is another reason I liked this over the main hospital.  There weren't emergency surgeries they dealt with.  Those went to the main hospital, so I was going to stay on schedule - and I appreciated that. Especially the more hungry I got ;)

Surgery was apparently pretty quick and easy, I'm not sure what time I woke up. Maybe 4? Pretty prompt.  I was starving and thank gosh they had my favorite, Lorna Doones and ginger ale.  Seriously - that's the best post-surgery food ever.  And because the ladies were so sweet, they gave me some to take home :)

After waking up I was cleared to go home in about 40 min, so they don't waste time.  I was also the last patient so I didn't have to wait on other people. Yay for me. It was like being a princess.  I came home yesterday feeling pretty good.  The drugs they give are lovely.  Unfortunately now - I'm here with some pain meds and motrin, and I'm not a huge fan of pain medicine.  It makes me constipated (sorry, but I did warn you).  And that's the last thing I want to add to my general discomfort.  I'm way more sore than I remember being after I had my gallbladder out laproscopically. I've done nothing but sleep for an hour here or there (even at night) and watch hulu :)

So.. what's to come from all this? 
Even though the surgery was quick, he had a lot more to deal with when he was inside than expected.  He originally went in thinking he'd be removing one polyp and checking on my fibroids.  Instead, he ended up removing mild endometrosis, which we had no idea I had. Looking back now - there were plenty of clues, but not one single doctor (until him) bothered to think that might be a concern.  Then he had multiple polyps to remove. How many, I'm not sure.  He just told my mom and husband multiple. And finally. The one that has me surprised the most - he removed a hunk of an old placenta.  Now really?! I have had 3 miscarriages, and 2 D&Cs and out of all of that, I still had a piece floating around?

What's this mean for my future plans?
I'm not positive what the plans are from here. He didn't say we needed to use protection, and he did not attempt to put me back on birth control (which I would have declined). So that's a good start.  Going into this process he told me that after this, hopefully we can continue to try naturally (because getting pregnant really isn't the issue) and that as soon as I do get pregnant, call him up so we can monitor it closely.  I will have more info after my two week follow up.  So I suppose I'll be updating then if there are any concerns :)