Dear Uterus,
I spent my first night without you last night, and woke up in the morning. I feel empty. I know you didn't take up that much room, but I feel empty. Physically. We'll get into the emotions later.
Mom is here. She got in last night. Glen stayed by my bedside last night. I think he's afraid to leave. Something might happen again.
I hurt. It's hard to move my legs and one of my arms is pretty much out of commission. I have an incision from hip to hip. I haven't seen it yet. Last time I was cut open they pulled an adorable baby out of me. This time -this cut- doesn't seem so beautiful.
I spent most of my day sleeping, on the verge of sleeping, or just waking. I'm exhausted. I shouldn't be exhausted, I was unconscious for 12 hours.
They left our ovaries. I found that out. I finally asked. I hadn't even thought of them. That makes me feel a bit bitter.
-Michelle
I spent my first night without you last night, and woke up in the morning. I feel empty. I know you didn't take up that much room, but I feel empty. Physically. We'll get into the emotions later.
Mom is here. She got in last night. Glen stayed by my bedside last night. I think he's afraid to leave. Something might happen again.
I hurt. It's hard to move my legs and one of my arms is pretty much out of commission. I have an incision from hip to hip. I haven't seen it yet. Last time I was cut open they pulled an adorable baby out of me. This time -this cut- doesn't seem so beautiful.
I spent most of my day sleeping, on the verge of sleeping, or just waking. I'm exhausted. I shouldn't be exhausted, I was unconscious for 12 hours.
They left our ovaries. I found that out. I finally asked. I hadn't even thought of them. That makes me feel a bit bitter.
-Michelle
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