Until today I was mainly able to continue with all my usual chores, running around, taking Emily here and there. But it is clear now that the remainder of the time until egg retrieval is going to require a severe scaling back. I feel mostly normal except for, well, my ovaries. I’m told they can become the size of grapefruits. It is not comfortable. So I’m trying to reduce physical exertion as much as possible. It’s hard. Whenever I’m outside I find myself absentmindedly weeding (I don’t even like weeding, but it just happens!) and then have to stop myself. I really do not want to overdo anything right now.
I wrote up a short document that I’m going to bring to the anesthesia consult on Saturday. This was good preparation for me to go over everything I want to discuss and to list my various requests. And hopefully having a document will help convey how very much I’m interested in making sure the procedure goes well and have done my homework, etc.
And we’re still collecting an army of babysitters for next week, but Louis is working on that so I don’t even have to think about it. Otherwise, we’re as prepared as we can be. The days are passing extremely quickly and I know I’m going to blink and be in surgery any minute….