"Say 8"

Wednesday August 13th was quite an experience.

I wasn't really feeling all smiles at 7:45 in the morning...

especially since I was about to get pricked with a needle.

I was about to have exploratory surgery and my nerves were skyrocketing.

(To give you a brief description: I was being checked for endometriosis which is white

dots on the wall of the uterus which cause extremely painful menstrual cycles)

"Aubrey Marie Turner, 11-27-94"

Never have I questioned my name and birthday so much.

"Aubrey can you tell me your name and birthday?"

A fear of mine is needles.

I hate needles

A LOT

As I was about to get my IV in I turned towards my mom and Presten

and prepared myself for the spiral of feelings I was about to feel.

I felt the prick like the nurse warned me and then proceeded to mouth

"Ow...ow....ow....ow..ow"

Presten says I said that and continued to say it until I passed out.

 Which he says was one of the scariest things he's ever witnessed.

I'll try to tell the story but he's much better at it.

I guess it looked like I had a seizure because my chest stopped moving

and my eyes popped open and just stared into space as I slowly sat up.

Then out of nowhere I sneezed and laid back down with my eyes open.

All I remember is saying ow a few times then waking up to the nurse saying,

"Aubrey can you tell me your name and birthday?"

After passing out I was in so much pain because lucky me I had started my

menstrual cycle that morning so cramps hit me hard.

One nurse asked me to rate my pain on a scale from 1-10.

and to any of you who have seen the skit "The Emergency Room" 

by the comedian Brian Regan-my first thought was "Say 8"

but then I had this battle in my head..

"If I say a high number they will prick me with another needle"

"but if I say a low number they'll think I'm being a baby"

I mumbled

"..Umm.. I'm about a 3... or a 4..."

Obviously being a baby won over another needle prick.

"Maybe half of a baby aspirin... and I'll be out of your hair"

Brian Regan- Emergency Room

As I nervously said my goodbyes I was wheeled into my designated hole in the wall.

I met with my doctors and then the anesthesiologist.

As I was trying to play off my nerves by cracking jokes they all saw right through me

because of my shaking body under my blanket.

They all assured me that they would take care of me.

Then I felt the burning in my IV

and I was out.

while I was out my family got to see pictures of my uterus..

I woke up in the recovery room and saw plenty of other patients waking up from their coma's

I rolled over, saw my nurse and asked if I could see my family.

I know I know.. lookin' goood.

not even embarrassed.

selfies on selfies on selfies.

As the anesthesia started to wear off my arms and legs were heavy and tingly

so this boy massaged my legs and knees to help.

I could go as soon as I got up and walked to the bathroom.

and of course I have the weakest stomach on earth so it took me 3 times without getting light-headed.

What was suppose to be a 5 hour trip to the hospital ended up being a 10 hour one and I'm so 

thankful to my family who came and hung out with me.

especially to this boy for being so supportive.

My mom had a new bed buddy for the next 5 days

waking up every 3 hours for pain meds if needed.

Every time I had to get up from the couch someone was there pulling me up.

My first shower after surgery was quite the experience.

Thanks to my sister for coming over and washing my hair.

The diagnoses?

Endometriosis was the culprit as well as a cyst

Thanks to Intermountain Medical Center for taking such good care of me!

Love,

"Aubrey Marie Turner, 11-27-94"