I am so, so, so happy for bunny. Over the moon, bouncing up and down, her-turn-is-finally-here excited.
(Go over there and congratulate her. What are you waiting for? Go NOW.)
I’ve been happy for all of you who have gotten pregnant recently, of course, and I have been devouring your updates, but let’s focus on what’s really important here, which is how it all relates to me.
Bunny and I had the same surgery. She did it 2 months ahead of me, and I was so appreciative of her informative posts both before and after. She hipped me to the pants problem, she talked about her recovery, and she even posted pictures of the fibroids. It really meant a lot to me to be able to read her posts as I was getting ready for the surgery in the early part of the summer. (Thanks, bunny!)
And now, a few months later, it looks like her surgery worked.
And if it worked for her, well, maybe it’s not too much of a leap to imagine that it worked for me too. Maybe. Possibly. If I ever have sex again.