Lets Go Back to the Beginning...

So here is a random Blog Post that has a little bit of a back story...

When I was a young little 12 year old girl...something happened to me.  That thing that I learned about in the 5th grade class from the nurse.  That thing that my Mom really had not told me too much about. Not to her fault.  I guess we just didn't think it would happen.  Anyways, what accompanied this change was, EXTREME pain and discomfort.  This went on for a few years.  We went to the Dr. several times and tried SEVERAL different approaches to ease this pain.  When I was in the 10th grade, under the guidance of my Dr.  We decided that it would be best if we did a laproscopic procedure to see if I had Endometriosis.  If I did, the Dr. would then "clean it all out" and I should be good.  The surgery went great. There was in fact, a LOT of Endomerial Tissue to be found.  She got me all cleaned out and I went on my way.  It helped quite a bit.  For about a year and a half then, the pain came back and it came with a vengance this time.  The pain was just awful.  Again, we tried different methods to ease the discomfort I was experiencing.  I am pretty sure I was on every. single. birth control that ever existed.  That was not fun!  Anyways, in 2000 we decided to have the procedure again.
     Everything was set to go.  At the time I was working at Southwest Student Services as an Origination Officer for Student Loans.  I LOVED my job.  Mostly, because of the people I worked with.  We were really good friends.  The day of my surgery, I went to work half day because I only had a set amount of sick days and didn't want to waste a single one.  That morning,  I had a bad feeling about the surgery.  I could not pin point it but, it was not good.  I went to work and I remember telling a co worker Franklee (frank) about my feelings.  I told him that I thought I was going to die.  I even went as far as to tell my dept, goodbye.  Like a real goodbye.  Not an, I'll see you when I get back one.  They all thought I was being my crazy anxiety ridden self and sent me off.  My Mom picked me up at my apartment and we headed to the hospital.  I made her stop and let me get my eyebrows waxed first because, I didn't want to be laying there with nappy eyebrows!  I was also pretty upset that they were going to have to remove my piercing in my belly button! I LOVED that thing!
     I told my Mom about my fear.  She assured me that I would be ok and that I was just freaking myself and everyone else out.  I knew I was not.
     The next part of this story is not mine...It is what I have been told.  My parents kissed me and sent me off.  I do remember crying and the nurse being so sweet and wiping my tears and telling me not to cry crocodile tears.  That all would be alright and I would be awake before I knew it.  As my parents waited in the family waiting room time was going by.  Since we had done this before they knew about how long it should last.  That time passed.  Still no word from the Dr.  Hours passed, nothing.  They knew something was not right.  At that moment, a nurse came in and told them that something had gone wrong but, that I was now breathing on my own and that Dr. K would be out to talk to them when they had the bleeding under control.  Again, the time passed for my parents...slower than they ever remember it passing.  My Mom looked up to see Dr. K walk in and direct my them to a private room to speak.  She then proceeded to tell my parents that in all her years of pratice, she had never hurt a patient and today she hurt their daughter.  She had lacerated my Venacava.  Which is the vein that is equivelant to the Aorta.  One pumps the blood into the heart, one pumps it out.  She had to cut me open from above my belly button to past my pelvic bone.  She didn't know what happened right away and this was the only way to find out.  She proceeded to hold the vein with her own hands as they airevaced the best Vascular Surgeon from another hospital in the Valley.  He could have drove but, there was not enough time.  I would not survive.  He came and, repaired the vein.  She told them that never in her life had she seen so much blood.  That she was scared.  Only time would tell the outcome of this story.
     Now back to my part...I was in the ICU for a week.  I had lost so much blood, over 1/3 of all that I had.  I was in a coma like state.  I can remember the Dr's coming in and talking to me and asking me to do things like, squeeze their finger.  I would, then I would hear him say, "no response"  It was so strange...Not scary at all, just strange.  I can remember hearing my Mom's crys.  Feeling my Dad's strong hand rest on my forehead.  I could hear him and my Mom cry together and talk about the what if's.  I remember my Brother C.C. coming in to see me and he could not stay long.  It was too much for him.  He said I looked like I was already dead.  He said I was gray and flat.  Then to top all of this off...I started my period...More blood loss.  Blood transfusions ensued.
    So obviously...I lived! Everything turned out just fine.  I was given a blessing by My Dad and a friend of his.  I KNOW it served it's purpose.  Things started turning around after that.  It was a VERY long recovery but, I recovered and that is all that mattered.  We did find out though, that the endometriosis was very bad. It was EVERYWHERE.  It was a mess.  My Dr. told me I probably would never be able to conceive a child and that IF I did, that I was very lucky.  She also told me that if I did have children that as SOON as I was done, I would need a hystorectomy.  So she was obviously wrong about part of that!  I was blessed to give birth to my first child in 2002, then my second in 2004, my third in 2005, my fourth in 2007 and my FIFTH in 2011!  EVERYONE a MIRACLE!
    So where does this story go now?  Well...as you might have guessed, about 8 months ago the pain returned.  It is interesting to know that from the time I became pregnant with Derick, I have not suffered from this pain until now. Anyways, I went in for a routine Pap. My Dr. called me and said that the results were abnormal and they had sent them for further testing.  Those test results came back positive for Cervical Cancer.  I needed to come in for a biopsy.  Also,  my IUD was found to be lodged/imbedded in the side of my uterus.  He said it would probably need to be removed surgically.  We went in for the Biopsy and while he did that, he was able to remove the IUD as well.  OUCH!!! We ANXIOUSLY awaited the results.  Something about being told you may have cancer really messes with your head.  Thankfully, the results came back in my favor.  However, there is enough questionable cells and precancerous cells that He is concerned.  I would need to come back every 3-6 months for testing.  Then we had to discuss how we could manage the endometrial pain that I am in.  After a lot of appt's with my Dr as well as with an OBGYN that specializes in cancer in women only it has been decided that I will be having a complete abdominal hystorectomy on May 6th.  They will be cutting me from one hip to the other.  They are doing this to allow for them to see everything.  To remove ANYTHING they don't like the look of.  I will be in the hospital for probably a week then home to recover for 6-8 weeks after that.
   How do I feel about this?  I am not really ready to go into all of that at this point.  I know this is the right thing as does Erick.  Knowing it is right and being totally ok with are two different things.  At least for me they are.  The biggest thing for me, is I am scared.  REALLY scared.  EVERYTHING is different now.  I have a husband and 5 babies that I am responsible for. I know the risks, they frighten me.  I also know that I cannot live a good quality life with the pain that I am dealing with now.  Not to mention, the risk of cancer.
   So there it is.  That is the update. I have only told very few people all of this at this point.  Only because it is not really something that just comes up in conversation.  Not because it is a big secret.  So...this story is far from over but this is where it is for now.

also, I am not proof reading this right now, so please forgive any grammer errors as well as punctuation errors.