So I don’t normally post about my daily life on social media, but I thought I’d share with you the last two weeks (majority 5 days) of my life. Warning, long post.

I’ll brief you with the fact that I’m 23 weeks pregnant with my first, a baby girl 💗

In the last two weeks I’ve been hospitalized twice for a mystery pain on my lower right back/abdomen. The first visit to the hospital was 3 days long, coming to the conclusion that I had kidney stones. To prevent any invasive procedures, I chose to be sent home with some pain killers... and to wait and see if I could naturally pass whatever stones I might have.

Fast forward to Thursday March 22nd. I woke up in excruciating pain and after an hour of no progress, my husband and I made the decision to check me back into the hospital.

Upon arrival my pain was so bad that I was literally, without exaggeration, screaming bloody murder. I screamed for help and thought something inside me was ready to kill me. I’ve never felt, or even knew this much pain was possible. It took 4 different pain killers by IV, two rounds of sedatives, and an epidural to finally stop the screaming.

That night, with the help of a urologist, we decided to move forward with a procedure to see if I had, and where, my kidney stones were. We would have them lasered and broken down, and a stent would be put in place to ease my pain.

Post surgery, I felt no relief. Nothing. I felt that the stent was causing more harm than good. My pain had gotten so intolerable that even the slightest touch sent me straight back to where I was in the very beginning. Something was still wrong.

After refusing a CT scan when we first got there (we were warned about the harmful effects on our unborn baby), our OBGYN calmly explained that we didn’t have any other options and needed to make a serious decision on what to do next. We reluctantly agreed to the CT scan and thank God we did.

My pain was steady at its worst, essentially unmanageable at this point. I was physically incapable of moving so you can imagine transporting me to my CT scan was excruciating. I got through it and quickly got the results.

I have been suffering, unknowingly, from Ovarian Torsion, a rare, but serious condition in which my ovary has twisted itself around stopping blood flow. My growing uterus didn’t allow it to flip itself back around, which is what typically would happen.

Surgery was immediately prepared. I spoke with my surgeon/OBGYN. I would be operated on laparoscopically, and would likely lose my ovary in the process. I was also informed that there was a chance I might lose my baby. I was shocked, scared, and unprepared to hear what I was hearing. But I couldn’t go on in the condition I was in.

After an hour of surgery, I woke up in the recovery room and immediately asked if my baby was okay. The nurse told me she was alive and well. I cannot explain the pure relief I felt. Thank. God.

Unfortunately I did have my entire right ovary removed. Pictures showed that it was black and purple... it had died inside of me and I didn’t even know it. A part of me felt like some of me, as a woman, was taken from me. But I quickly realized how fortunate we were to have even come this far. The baby is safe and well, and that’s all I could have asked for. The scars all over my belly will fade, and the doctors have faith that my fertility shouldn’t be effected. It was over. No more pain.

I am finally FINALLY home and recovering well. I’m extremely weak, sore, and tired but should be back up and running in a few days.

I wanted to say thank you to EVERYONE who has helped me and supported me along the way. My team of doctors and nurses were absolutely incredible, and I couldn’t have asked to be in a better facility to get me better. Thank you to all of my family and friends who prayed for us and checked on us constantly. But thank you to my husband who never once left my side. Who watched me scream in pain and held my hand and told me it would all be okay. I don’t have words to explain how thankful I am to have such an incredible person by my side. I am so fortunate.

Thanks for reading if you made it this far. And thanks again for the outpouring of love we have received. My heart is full and I’m so happy to finally have the worst over and be home. 💗💗

Warning, graphic photos to follow;