Hey… it’s Anna.
So I promised you guys an update.
And I actually have one this time.
Shocking, I know
First things first… today was actually decent
This morning I woke up feeling pretty good.
Not pain-free because let’s not get carried away.
But manageable.
Workable pain.
The kind where your body says:
“I’ll allow it today.”
No overwhelming stiffness.
No dramatic struggle getting out of bed.
Honestly? I appreciated that more than usual.
Work was pretty calm too
And surprisingly…
The students actually attempted to clean.
I saw effort.
Real effort.
And honestly?
Good for them.
Now… did they take out the trash?
Absolutely not.
Apparently in student logic:
- cleaning and taking out garbage are two completely separate activities
Interesting theory.
But honestly it’s fine.
Because if they cleaned everything then what would I do?
Miss out on all the fun?
Now… the actual update
So the hospital called me today to schedule another pre-op appointment.
And immediately I was confused.
Because I already HAD a pre-op appointment scheduled last week.
Then the doctor personally called and canceled it.
Why?
Because apparently he needs imaging first.
Which means:
- pelvic MRI time
Because he wants to:
- assess the lining of my uterus
- see what’s going on in there
- determine what type of surgery he’ll actually be able to perform
Makes sense.
But here’s where things got a little annoying
The doctor said he was going to:
- call Radiology himself
- get the MRI arranged
- call me back afterward
And well…
He did not call me back.
At all.
Not even a little bit.
So when the scheduler called today…
I explained everything to the nice lady on the phone.
Told her:
- “I still haven’t done the MRI because nobody called me to schedule it.”
And then she says:
- “Oh, I can just give you the Radiology number.”
And I’m thinking….
Ma’am.
Respectfully.
If I could have done that THIS ENTIRE TIME… why are we here?
So of course I called immediately
Because at this point I’m tired of delays.
And thankfully I was able to schedule the MRI.
The appointment date though…
June 11th.
Yes.
The DAY AFTER my birthday.
Happy birthday to me I guess
Nothing says:
- welcome to 40
like a pelvic MRI.
Life really does have jokes.
But honestly… I’m also frustrated
Because now I keep thinking:
If I could have scheduled this myself weeks ago…
Why didn’t they just give me the number from the start?
Because then maybe:
- I could’ve gotten an earlier appointment
- things could’ve moved faster
- surgery planning could already be underway
Instead it feels like we lost time unnecessarily.
And listen…
Bleeding from April 21 until now while working a physical job is NOT a small thing.
I am exhausted
Like genuinely exhausted.
The kind of tired sleep barely fixes.
And honestly?
That’s expected.
Because blood loss does that.
My body feels:
- fatigued
- drained
- weak some days
And trying to push through physical work on top of that?
Yeah… it’s been a lot.
I think I’m just over the whole situation now
That’s really what it comes down to.
I’m tired of:
- appointments
- waiting
- bleeding
- uncertainty
- trying to function normally while my body acts chaotic
I just want this solved.
That’s it.
Peace.
Relief.
A normal life.
But at least now it feels like movement
That’s the positive part.
It finally feels like things are moving forward.
Slowly.
But forward.
And honestly after feeling stuck for so long?
I’ll take it.
I’ll definitely keep you guys updated
Because y’all are basically going through this with me at this point.
And honestly?
Talking about it helps.
It makes everything feel a little less heavy.
Before I go…
I hope you all had the best weekend.
I hope:
- work treats you kindly
- your body behaves
- your days off feel peaceful
- and this upcoming week is gentle with you
Because honestly?
Life is hard enough already.
From someone tired but hopeful
I’m exhausted.
I’m frustrated.
But I’m also hopeful.
Because maybe… just maybe… we’re finally getting somewhere.
And right now?
That little bit of hope matters a lot.
Alright lovelies…
I’m going to rest this tired little body and mentally prepare for my birthday MRI era
Until next time
Or
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