I am 10 days post op and thought I should probably come back and update. I'll just brain dump anything notable and in no particular order.
My experience chimes with so many people on here.
Surgery was a little bit brutal. Fibroids had not shrunk at all, even after months of injections and were in fact, bigger. Around the size of a 25wk pregnancy in total. Plus, lots of other organs were being displaced and I had adhesions from previous sections sticking everything together. The surgeon converted to open surgery and I have a large incision hip to hip. It took 5hrs to get everything out and things rearranged.
I was - still am - very bruised. But this might be the nature of my surgery. The surgeon apologised afterwards and said it would all feel very tender for some time. I was black and blue from above my belly button, down to my thighs.
Immediately post-op, I was apparently very tearful and needed morphine via a pump and IV paracetamol, plus ibuprofen. Once they'd got on top of the pain, it became much more manageable.
They refused to remove my catheter until the next day (had it out within hours of my caesareans) and I was very frustrated as I don't like being bed bound at all. As soon as it was out, I got up and walked around.
I was discharged the day after the op as well as their criteria for this was "walking and weeing". Ideally, not at the same time.
The drive home was uncomfortable and DH had to drive slowly on the country roads, pulling over to let people past. You really will need padding between you and the seat belt.
I could only sleep sitting up for the first 5 days and 10 days in, I still can't lie on my side comfortably. My v-shaped pillow is a God send.
The fatigue was unreal for the first few days and the anaesthetic meant I couldn't make new memories easily. Write down what meds you've taken for the love of God. I could not remember what I'd taken and when. I had high hopes of reading and doing puzzles but I just couldn't concentrate for a few days. Podcasts and films were far more accessible. It turns out that the evening after the op, I logged onto work emails on my phone and replied to several. I don't recall this at all.
I did way too much, way too soon. On day 3, I unloaded the dishwasher and swept up for example. It's because the painkillers work. Don't be lulled into a false sense of security. I thought hanging out laundry and dusting and tidying was just fine and within a few days was in emergency care with a horrible infection. Of course, there may be no link but I was soundly told off and ended up back on semi bed rest for a couple of days. I'm being much more sensible now and just potter about, make breakfast and lunch, go for a walk each day and do less than I think I can as a rule. I dead headed some flowers today and retied some plants. I wanted to weed and chop back a few things more dramatically. I felt able to but I chose not to.
I have had zero bleeding post op. That was a very welcome surprise.
I did need regular painkillers for the first week - ibuprofen, paracetamol and dihydrocodeine - but 10 days in, I just take a couple of doses of paracetamol a day.
I couldn't bear anything on my abdomen and still find it uncomfortable but that might be the bruising. I am still choosing dresses over trousers, even very loose waist stretchy trousers.
The bloating is unreal, as was the gas pain in the early days. Simeticone type drugs were the best thing I found and moving round to get my digestive system working. My abdomen is still swollen and gets bigger as the day goes on. The surgeon reassured me that this can go on for a few weeks.
Drink lots and stay hydrated. It will get you home faster, make going to the loo easier, and make you feel better.
I was tearful and emotional for days, still am a bit. I think the trauma of everything caught up with me and the anaesthetic didn't help. I am not emotional as a rule but I needed a lot of reassurance and then felt pathetic. It really isn't pathetic!
Even though I have kept my ovaries, they have gone into shock and I'm having night sweats as a result. Chances are they'll wake up soon and it will self resolve. However, the sweats are awful. I wake up at 3am looking like I've been swimming and/or wake up absolutely freezing.
It feels sloshy and empty. No other way to describe it. When I walk, my insides feel like soup. I assume there's just lots of space there. That bit is just weird!
I'm glad it's over and feel relieved to be on the other side of it. Please ask any questions if you need to. People on here helped me so much with my endless anxieties and queries.