It's been a whirlwind around here!
One June 20th, I began the Lupron shots in my abdomen. I made the hubby sit in the room with me while I did the first one, mostly because I was afraid. (We don't do needles in our house very well.) It took me a while to muster up the guts to do it, but I finally did and found that it wasn't so bad. By the next day, I came out of the bathroom and bragged, "This is nothin'. I'm an old pro at this already; I can SO do this." Two weeks later, it's still an easy thing to do, but it's starting to hurt a little more than it used to. Maybe that area has just taken enough abuse from and is saying "enough's enough"? It's still bearable and not something I even dread; it's just unpleasant.
My D&C had to be moved to adjust to my medication schedule, so I had that done on June 29th. Everything went well and the polyp (a.k.a. the entire reason why I had to get a D&C) was not even there, so my OB just did the D&C, per Dr. K's request. I had little to no pain afterwards, which was a big relief. My biggest problem was the weariness I felt from the anesthesia, but even that wasn't so bad.
On June 30th, I began taking Estrace again. I had not had any side effects from the Lupron up until this point, but it seems as if the day I added the Estrace to my regiment, the evening hot flashes began. Even just a week later, they're not coming as often so hopefully my body is adjusting and those will be over soon. I take my last Lupron injection on July 9th, so change is just around the corner once again.
I have so many things swirling through my mind right now, it's sometimes hard to keep up with it all. I know it's in God's control, that He is entirely faithful (Psalm 89:8), and that His will is greater than anything I can do or over-think...but that doesn't make this wait any easier. Our transfer is scheduled for July 20th. Just two weeks from today, we'll be heading back home...but I feel like I'm facing the longest two weeks of my life right now!
Patience, Lord...give me patience.
