I am a teenage boy's dream.

Not a chance I will ever get knocked up again.....Well, without IVF/FET intervention that is.

Last Wednesday I had the long-awaited and much anticipated surgery. The last stand for our fertility. Now that the surgery is complete, there is nothing else we can do but hope and pray that the IVF/FET cycles work. The eggs are great, the sperm is kickin' and together we have made many a schnazzy embryo. Now those happy little embryos just need to find their final resting place in my uterus-- and stay there for about nine months. THE UTE EMBIES--THE UTE THIS TIME!!!!

Yes, both tubes have been disconnected from the uterus. However, with everything, there remains a TINY little nook on both sides where the embies could possibly still get stuck. But I'll be damned if that will happen again.

So what happened on Wednesday? (Other than a two day early vacation from school).

I first went to have a pedicure before I left so that if something happened to me during surgery, at least my feet would be pretty. Yes, basically I was scared shitless that I would not wake up from anesthesia--

But I did!! Holy crap, here I am!

I went in to surgery around 2pm. They wheeled me away from DH into the OR and made me transfer onto another bed with a hole near my keester. After I saw the anesthesiologist come in I felt a few tugs on my IV. Before I knew it, I was quickly put under. While I did feel like some time had passed since I was asleep, I of course didn't know it or even feel anything. What I do know is that I awoke with three bandages; one over the stitches in my bellybutton and one on each of the sides of my lower abdomen. Yikes.

They actually needed to give me FIVE doses of pain meds through my IV before the pain was lowered enough to go sit in recovery.

Once I was there DH showed up and sat with me for the next few hours. I spent most of the time trying to stay awake (very unsuccessfully) and making unsuccessful attempts at peeing.

The nurses first said they wouldn't let me leave until I took a pee. . . . well, now after 8 o'clock, we decide I will just take another dose of meds and sleep all the way home.

And that I did.

I actually couldn't pee until the next morning--strange. But I later found out that they did burn some endometrial tissue from on top and underneath my uterus as well as some from on my bladder. Not much (about stage 1 or 2) but enough that I am glad it has been removed.

Will this help our quest for pregnancy? I sure as Hell hope so!!!

We will have to wait until the end of February for me to heal before we can begin the FET cycle.

Two months (8 weeks) from the surgery would be February 16th, 2011. A late valentines gift-- I really, REALLY pray this is it. After all, eleven IS our luck number. 2011, . . . cold this be our year??? The baby (or babies) could be born before next Christmas. . . . making the laparoscopy more than worth every second.

For now, I will continue to sit and heal before the FET. I have just a bit of pain on my incisions. More uncomfortable than anything. Then, on the 10th, I will go back to see my RE (surgeon) as a follow up to make sure everything is in tip-top shape.

I HATE THE WAIT!!!!! AHHH!