This is the week of doctor appointments - Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Well, the first one sucked! I went to see the NP at my gyno's office and she said, 'Oh my!' I turned my head to look at the monitor and I saw them staring back at me...cysts the size of the screen. Of course they are magnified, but holy macaroni. Here we go again.
I'm not sure if there were two huge ones or 4 of them. The NP tried to twist around to see the back and I almost lifted off the exam table, so she stopped and confirmed for me that my right ovary has been invaded. Now, why couldn't this be the case where I could produce follicles this size back 15 years ago when we were trying to have a baby. *SIGH*
When I walked through the door for my appointment, this is NOT the news I wanted to hear and I am sure Casey did not want to give it to me. While I was there, she took many photos of the offenders and gave me a set to share with my oncologist on Friday. BLEK! More decisions to come.
Tomorrow, I go see my surgeon who took the cyst out of me a few weeks back. This is just a routine check and I know for sure I will be in and out in no time. Dr. B is such a great joy to chat with and she has great stories to tell. I cannot wait to hear the story of the day tomorrow.
Then on Friday, I take all my info from Monday and Wednesday and have a heart-to-heart discussion with Dr. H. I have many questions and scenarios outlined. I am ready to hear what she has to suggest and offer as resolution.
Take time to appreciate the rain because it can't rain all the time. The sun has to come out...eventually.
I love your guts!
Sorry for the suspense. I was a bit distracted. The 'thorn' in my side is gone and I have a scar in the process of healing. The initial diagnosis of the lump is that there is no cancer detected - AMEN! I will see my surgeon late next week for final pathology review (standard procedure) and give her a big hug. Then tell her, I hope to only see her at coffee shops around town.
I have an awesome support system of family and friends. Thank you all! I am not strong without your support. I am 18 months out from being diagnosed with breast cancer and doing my best to keep healthy but vigilant about seeing my doctors and being aware of any changes that need attention.
Today is Independence Day and I reflect on how a small group of men from England fled their home to change their future and the future of their children. I declare my freedom from the disease of cancer and will do all I can to continue to be free from the chaos it causes me and those around me.
Blessing #538: Be honest with yourself and others. Give big hugs and mean what you say.
I love your guts!
