We went back to the hospital yesterday for the follow-up after my operation and saw the same gynaecologist who did my laparoscopy. She asked me if the operation was better or worse than I expected. I could honestly say that the operation itself was okay really, pain was not too bad and it was only the after effects of the anaesthetic that have effected me. But luckily my short post-operative depression didn't last too long and last week I suddenly felt like the sun appeared from behind the clouds. In my head I mean, since I was really a bit dispirited. Coincidentally, it was also my last day at work last Friday and the real sun came out and hasn't stopped shining since. That will surely have something to do with it!
The gynaecologist showed us the picture of the cyst she removed and said that it was not an endometriosis cyst as they had thought. It turned out to be a corpus luteum filled with blood. I am not completely sure what this is, since she only explained it twice... What I do know is that I don't have endometriosis and I was just a bit unlucky. Oh, and last but certainly not least, we are declared fit to start with the treatment again. :-) Jonny and I are very relieved and happy at the prospect of having another go at the baby project so soon. In the end the delay will only have been one month. And I am happy that I don't have endometriosis and I certainly don't have to join the club of women who call it 'endo'. Apparently lots of sufferers do, but why would you give your disease a pet name? Unless you were Australian.
My first reaction was that I could now stop with my self-imposed anti-endometriosis no sugar and no dairy diet. Oh cafe au lait, cheese cakes, chocolates.... To be honest I have had no real cravings for any of those foods and to answer my cousin's question, yes, there is still a point in living. We just had a really nice dinner of Italian style antipasti and ratatouille with grilled polenta. So I will happily carry on with my diet, since it does make me feel good and another plus point is the two kilos I have lost so far. Which undoubtedly will come back if we do get pregnant this time around....
We will start our next IVF treatment next week, as soon as I start my next period. So yesterday I walked to the chemist with my two long lists of prescription drugs and we should be getting them tomorrow. And for some reason, Jonny seems to giggle every time we talk about him giving me a baby making injection.
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