It sure seems like this is actually my life. Any chance this is a dream? As each day passes the shock and denial of this last week is wearing off. I don’t like the foggy, unclear memory part but I’m fine with the dissociative part (my therapist is not, however). Anyway, the surgery went fine. My doctor called yesterday to let me know the pathology report came back confirming an ectopic pregnancy. What? Didn’t we know that? I am not planning on asking more questions. I don’t want to know the technical classification of anything beyond my baseline knowledge of ectopic pregnancy. Anyway, I am healing physically. Slower than I thought I would but still healing. It seems as the physical pain lessens the emotional pain and reality of what’s happened settles deeper. There is so much more I want to write about, that I need to write about, that would be good for me and healthy for me to write about but today is not that day. My focus today is to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward.
Thank you all for your love and support.