My mom, God bless her soul, wanted to baby me after my fibroid surgery. But, I could not live without my internet and I had books to write; so, after a day of reading novels on my tablet, I was properly bored. By the following day, I drove myself home, cleaned my wound and propped … Continue reading Fibroids testimonial – The Recovery Process from Myomectomy Surgery, Part 3 by Denise N. Fyffe
My uncle came to take me home and to the pharmacy for my medication. But I had to wait yet again. He finally came after I talked myself out of walking out of the hospital and driving myself home. Even though I was strong enough to walk, the procedure at St. Joseph’s is that they wheelchair you to your ride.
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About the writer:
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than six years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories among others.Check out her book Fibroids: The Alien Assassins in My Body
In this testimonial, Denise shares intimate details from her childhood through to adulthood. She discusses, how fibroids or as they are also called myomas, fibromyomas, or leiomyomas, have affected her daily life and the adjustments that she was forced to make. After reading this book, women will become more informed about a disease that affects 80 percent of women; while making life miserable for one in four.
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Copyright © 2016, Denise N. Fyffe, The Island Journal
It’s October, almost one year after my Myomectomy surgery, which is the surgical removal of fibroids from the uterus. I have experienced different things during my recovery. At the moment, I am feeling strong and for the most part am fully engaged.
When I woke up, I wondered about my dual surgery and why I was not feeling any discomfort where I had a tumor or growth; separate from the fibroids. The following morning when my anesthesiologists came to check on me, I woke up again. She explained that I had lost nearly half of my blood and the surgery had to be cut short because of the complications that developed.
This explained why I was placed in front of the nurses station and also why my poor mother looked so distressed. I was in critical condition. 😦
I was also very thirsty. I…
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It’s October, almost one year after my Myomectomy surgery, which is the surgical removal of fibroids from the uterus. I have experienced different things during my recovery. At the moment, I am feeling strong and for the most part am fully engaged.
More information is provided in my book. See details below.
*****
About the writer:
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than six years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories among others.Check out her book Fibroids: The Alien Assassins in My Body
In this testimonial, Denise shares intimate details from her childhood through to adulthood. She discusses, how fibroids or as they are also called myomas, fibromyomas, or leiomyomas, have affected her daily life and the adjustments that she was forced to make. After reading this book, women will become more informed about a disease that affects 80 percent of women; while making life miserable for one in four.
Available at all online book retailers and Amazon.com.
Follow her on:
Copyright © 2016, Denise N. Fyffe, The Island Journal
It’s October, almost one year after my Myomectomy surgery, which is the surgical removal of fibroids from the uterus. I have experienced different things during my recovery. At the moment, I am feeling strong and for the most part am fully engaged.
My recovery process is going good; however, from the very first hour the process started out unusual.
I woke up immediately after my Myomectomy procedure. I recall the green room and the movement of the gurney as they started to wheel me back up to the ward. Then, I went back to sleep. Later, I woke up when they settled me in the recovery room. It occurred to me that I was directly in front of the nurses station and not inside of the room, which I had been assigned down the hall. Sleep claimed me again.
I woke up many times…
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