Episode 2 - Something is Off

The Surgery was scheduled for July 11th, 2019. In the meantime, I read a lot about endometriosis and laparoscopy. The doctor had told me that it is typically a quick procedure. He said it would be done in about 30 minutes.

I was kinda happy that it wasn’t significant, although I was still anxious, worried, and everything in between, especially from what I was finding out about endometriosis.

I had many questions, like if endo causes infertility, does it mean I will never be a mother? Did God factor in this diagnosis before he promised me a son?

In 2016, the year I got married, I was driving home from church one Sunday. I got to the Flagstaff house (if you are Ghanaian, you know this place), and just randomly, I got a word from God. He said, “I never called you barren.” Yet another word without context. First, it was, “I will give you a son,” in 2015, and 2016, it was, “I never called you barren.” I was like, “Okay, sure.”

In full transparency, I never sat with these words to explore them further; even though I wrote them down, I digress.

On 07/11/2019, we went to the hospital for a “quick” procedure. We checked in and started and started preparing for surgery.

While I waited, I was nervous, anxious, scared, and everything in between. The hubby was by my side encouraging, praying, and assuring me that God was in control.

Then it was time; an anesthetiologist came in to administer his stuff (never in my life had I been administered anesthesia). We said a prayer, and I was whisked away. They said you will be knocked out by the time we get to the operating room.

I was whisked away, and we were approaching the operating room, and I was going in and out of consciousness. We got to the operating room, and for some reason, I gained consciousness; the anesthesia was not working. I heard my doctor say, “She is still awake.” At this point, I am overwhelmed by the beeps, the team of professionals in the room, and all the activity. Honestly, something about those beeps from all the machines terrified me. And it doesn’t help that I don’t like hospitals lol. My heart was racing as my doctor tried to talk to and distract me. The anaesthesiologist started working to administer anesthesia again while everyone looked on, including me. 

Slowly, I could feel myself drifting into unconsciousness.

The next thing I knew, surgery was over, and I was being whisked from the operating room by four nurses to a room

I remember my first words as they were whisking me to the room and they were, “Where is my husband”?

As soon as I asked, all the nurses said in unison - “Awwww, that is so sweet.” And then one of them said, “he is in the room waiting for you.”

I was in a little bit of pain, overwhelmed, and needed my person. He has a way of making all my worries disappear. 

They put me in a room, and I saw the hubs. We prayed, and then I asked, “How long was I away for?” The hubby replied, “I thought it was supposed to be a quick procedure, but it’s been about three hours.”

Almost immediately, I knew something was off within me. I could not explain it, but I just felt it. I did not express it to the hubby.

It was late. The doctor called and said, “Everything went well, though it took time. I would say we burned about 95% of the endo. Make sure you rest, and I will see you in two weeks for your review, but we have to keep you until tomorrow because it’s late.”

I was like, cool. At least they got the majority of the endo, and that meant no more debilitating pain, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off.

I had done all the endometriosis research to learn more. I was terrified with so many questions. 

But little did I know that Endo was just the beginning

To be continued……