Cerclage: The Second Coming

Well, the cerclage is in. Let the games begin.

I have so much to post about the last week and the surgery, but tonight I am resting and am only up for giving the quick and dirty and the procedure. I promise to make fun of things tomorrow once again.

I went in at 7 this morning for the 9 a.m. surgery and the actual procedure only took about 10 minutes. I asked to see the stitch and they showed me a white piece of what looked like thick tape -- different from the wires I saw after my rescue cerclage last time.

Everything went great and my doctor said he could see the scar tissue from my first cerclage, which he described as a divet in my cervix. He said he was glad to see the scar tissue because he had a lot of room above it to place the stitch. He said I looked like I had about 2 cm of external cervix, but obviously had more length with the internal as well. He also said had he not done my first cerclage, and didn't know my history, he would not have thought anything looked suspicious at all.

The only bad part was that afterward, my spinal was pretty long-lasting. I got back to recovery at 9:30 and by noon, I still could not pee and could barely feel my legs. I was in intense pain from such a full bladder and they had to re-catheterize me. They ended up taking out 34 ounces of liquid and the nurse said I was right to complain. I shit you not, the uterine pain from such a full bladder was as bad as labor contractions and I was almost in tears before they finally gave me the catheter. I had to ask twice for it -- they really thought I should wait it out and just pee. Riiiight. I tried the toilet, listening to the water run, a bedpan -- you name it. Josh even offered to stick my hand in warm water. Now THAT is love.

I was finally able to pee at 4 p.m. and the feeling came back to my legs and they sent me home at 5. So in total, I was there 10 hours.

I am home, resting. I am sore, but nothing terrible. I am planning to take it easy the rest of the week and will have a follow-up appointment and ultrasound next week. All in all, it was non-eventful. So much better than my rescue where everything was so serious and dire. My peri and I were even cracking jokes in the OR while I was on the table.