I tend to neglect my blog because usually what I want to say just doesn't come out the way I want to say it. That I really have a very boring life.
Fortunately for you, I now have something new to talk about. Unfortunately for me it's that once again I am facing that yucky C word. And not the four letter C word. The 6 letter C word, yep that one.
About a month and a half ago I went in for my regular bloodwork at my endocrinologists office. A couple of days later I get a call from her telling me to take myself to the ER because according to my bloodwork I needed a transfusion. So I headed for the hospital with a blood count of 5.2 which is about a third of what it should be. They admitted me and went to work. Four pints of blood, a colonoscopy , an endoscopy and a couple of days later they finally sent me home with an appointment with the oncologist as they couldn't find a reason for the anemia.
A trip to the oncologist finally got someone to look at my stomach which over the past 4-6 months has slowly grown. And nope, dang sure wasn't a baby. So off to the hospital for a Ct scan and pelvic x-ray. That so amazed the doctor that they followed it up with different ultrasounds. Not being one to do anything half assed, I am the proud owner of a volleyball size cyst in my abdomen. Besides making me look 18 months pregnant, at least to my eyes, it is pushing all my organs back and down and round and round.
With the second ultrasound my oncologist told me he felt I have Cystic Ovarian Cancer, which from here on out I will call COCk. So today, or yesterday since it's after midnight, I headed up to Asheville to meet with a GYN Oncologist who specializes in this sort of stuff. After 2 more ultrasounds today he found that my cyst has several nodules inside of it and he does think it may be attached to at least the right ovary. Of course he also said that there is also the chance that it may not be cancerous, but I get feelings about things and my feelings are pointing at the fact that this volleyball is not benign.
So... on Friday i will head back up the mountain to get my pre-op stuff done and then on the 9th I report to the hospital at 5:30 a.m., which is a time of day no decent human should be awake, and will go into surgery at 7:30. At this point he plans on removing the mass, uterus and right ovary. They will send a sample out to pathology and if need be will take out whatever needs to come out. TAKE IT ALL!!!!!!!
So here we go again, I'll try and really keep this updated even on those days where all I do is sit on the couch and watch t.v. I've still got 126 episodes of Dark Shadows to watch before I will let myself go see the Johnny Depp version.
***note to self*** make next entry about all the reasons I can't die anytime soon.
This week has sucked major balls. Husband in car wreck thanks to a shitty Tampa driver texting & not paying attention, Cat having shit fits every night ...