The fat lady hasn't sung YET.
In keeping with this horrendous recovery, a new complication has arising. It seems that I might possibly have an interior incisional abscess brewing. My lower right is in so much pain that the lightest touch makes me recoil. There is a small grape-sized knot under the skin that fills my body with heavy volts of pain if it is pressed. So I will be going back in for a much-dreaded ultrasound this afternoon to investigate further. I say much-dreaded because it will take pressure on a very sensitive spot to get an image, and I really don't look forward to that.
Not an abscess. No idea what it is. I had an ultrasound, which hurt like a mofo. All that was discovered was a grape-sized mass of "flesh" around the internal incision. "Perfectly normal" according to the OB. Then she lectured me about "doing too much" and not taking my Percocet. So I'm now back on the damnable drug, which is not so very awesome right now (hurl, headache, hurl), and back on the couch. I'm allowed to go up-down the stairs once per day (to go to bed).
My guess is that it is a severed nerve or a combo of nerves and massive scar tissue combined. Either way, it hurts. A lot. And I'm really tired of it.
Abi, I admit, I daydreamed about it being an abscess that needed to be opened/drained. At least it would have been something "fixable".
Julia, we have to stop having so many uterine similarities. Let's just copy each other's shoe collections instead.