Dr. T said this should be a fairly routine surgery, but without party pics from Dr. Super and having not seen my uterus in two years, we'll have to see what's really going on in there. However, Dr. T did mention that after all I've been through, it shouldn't be too bad. It could be basic, or could be a bit complicated.
A couple of weeks ago, Dr. T called me while I was enjoying a mani/pedi. He (in so many words) explained to me that he "was up at 4am because of a damn chihuahua barking" and that he "went nekkid into the backyard to shut up that damn dog" and since he "was then already awake", he went into his office and drew pictures of my uterus since he couldn't go back to sleep. See what I have to deal with? ;) He seriously did say all of that, but you have to know him to understand how damn funny it all is. Anyway . . . he was proud of himself that he remembered to bring his 4am uterine sketches of my bum ute to our appointment today.
Since Dr. Terrificly Crazy won't know until he gets all up in my hooha, we'll have
Dr. Terrific is against the balloon, which I did question since I don't want scar tissue to develop again. He said that balloons haven't been used in over a decade, but if we need it, I'll wake up with a tube strapped to my leg. Oh joy.
So . . .