I feel like I've been posting about my retched fibroids for years on here, but come July 8 they - and my good for nothing (except the one delightful kid it grew) uterus will be history.
I'm really nervous about surgery, but trying to think of all the positives like the fact that I'll only have my period one more time for the rest of my life, that I won't be in pain anymore, I won't have these stupid tumors hanging over my head (or my bladder, more accurately), that I can have sex that doesn't hurt - and also not have to worry about getting pregnant! Based on the current size of my uterus it's like I've been 5 months pregnant for TWO YEARS.
Also, in the Covid world, although I maintain a very slight worry about getting it in the hospital, for the most part I'm actually starting to get a bit excited about spending time with people! My husband, daughter, and I have been at home since March 11, so by the time of my surgery it will be nearly 4 months since I've socialized with anyone else. I'm kind of looking forward to chatting with nurses, not having to cook or clean, and eating food - even hospital food! - that I didn't prepare myself.
Not sure the point of this post, but I felt like adding a but of positivity or ways I'm coping/getting over anxiety vs. just panic. Looking on the bright side!