The Worst Case Scenario...

Well, let's just say that instead of the worst-case kind of surgery scenario, I had the BEST case kind! Without a doubt, I felt the prayers and support yesterday from people in my real life and from my blog support network. Daniel and Jessica Ward both called and prayed with me on the drive to the hospital, Leigh Anne showed up in the waiting room and was able to come in and pray over me as I sat in my gown and was all hooked up and was ready to go. And then in the room where they administered my IV and "happy meds" and put on my surgery pantyhose...I kept thanking God for each of you as the comments of support and prayers poured in on my blog. With each one, a deeper sense of peace washed over me that I was doing the right thing and that God was in control. So thank you...

No food, no jewelry, no makeup, no lotions later...we arrived at the hospital and checked in. My mom took a (scary) picture of me standing in front of the admissions sign:


And then my Mom embarrassed the crap out of me as she walked up and snapped a picture of me checking in for my procedure. Mom! I exclaimed, in a voice reminiscent of my teenage years. She laughed and shrugged as the nearby nurses and administrators peeled with laughter. "She's a blogger..." she said proudly as I crawled underneath the desk.


DW went in with me first and was put in charge of taking care of gathering my personal belongings and helping soothe my nerves. He's such a strong, solid person and is - without a doubt - my emotional rock. He encourages my walk and dependency on Christ, but is so present for the moments I need him. So when DW looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, "Thank you for making this sacrifice for us..." I felt like losing it. Here it is - my body - that has caused this long delay in starting our family and beginning this next step in our future...and he's thanking me? I said to him, feeling a little broken "Well, it's my body that's causing this..." and he quickly replies, "Wrong. We're a team."

Funny story: whenever he was saying something sweet to me, my heart rate would start beating faster...and we know this because of the beep beep beep on the monitor next to the bed. I saw him look up at the monitor and then he grinned and starting going, "You're so pretty." "I love your beautiful eyes." "You have great legs." and then laugh as he confirmed, "You really are a words of affirmation girl!" "I told you!" I replied and we laughed. Seriously? God, above all else, thank you for blessing me with this man!

So the surgery went beyond well, as I've already mentioned. Dr. Purloe ending up giving the report to my parents and DW while I was in recovery and said that it went extremely well and that he has a lot of hope for me to have an excellent physical response. He even called me this morning to check in and tell me personally that things went great!

Other than my stomach being swollen and REALLY sore, I feel pretty great. My battle wounds from the "band aid surgery"...I had one other surgical spot just above my pelvic bone:


I'm confident that we're on the right track and I'm also confident that I'm able to sit here, the morning after my surgery, and type out a blog about how great I'm feeling because of all of the prayers and support! Hopefully I'll have more good news for you in the near future...

Thanks again!