March 19, 2007
Doctor My, Ovaries…
I had to delete my last post because my blog was acting absolutely bitchy when I tried to update my entry. I wanted to tell you all about my ultrasound and the preliminary results.
When I got back to work after the appointment, I immediately called my husband. Not because anything was horribly wrong, but because I needed to hear the voice of someone I love.
“I have a cyst on my left ovary the size of a strawberry.”
“Well, that’s not so bad…right?”
“Umm, something the size of a strawberry attached to something the size of a grain of sand, isn’t all that great.”
“So, now what?”
“Now it must pop on it’s own or they’ll go in an pop it for me.”
“And what does that mean?”
“I have no fucking idea. But I’m tempted to ask them to take out the equipment and leave the playground. I’m sick of this junk.”
(insane laughter) “Umm, so you’re mad, I get that vibe clearly.”
“Yeah. I’m pissed off and I just wish these idiots would have looked at this a lot sooner. I’m waiting for the final results and prognosis.”
“Okay, well, just know I love you and everything will be okay.”
Now if only I believed him, about the “being okay” part. This sucks. I haven’t had a cyst that large since high school. Seems the old ovarian problems are back full force. I’m going to bed now. I’m too tired to think about this anymore.
Birthday blog post and pictures to come. Stay tuned.
Posted by Dana @ 2:24 PM • Uncategorized
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March 19th, 2007 at 2:55 PM, yoshi Says:
get rest, relax.
Go to a happy place.
*hugz*
March 19th, 2007 at 4:41 PM, becca Says:
sounds a little stressful. But as you know these things dowork out. Meanwhile they sure know how to piss us off!
March 20th, 2007 at 7:57 AM, Elizabeth Says:
Dana, my Doctor discovered a cyst on my ovary during my annual exam in 1993, a month before I got married. It was a little bigger than a golf ball. When medication didn’t shrink it, I had it removed, along with most of my left ovary. And then I got pregnant FOUR times!
I hope yours shrinks on it’s own, but if not, I am TOTALLY here for you. I’d be happy to chat any time.
March 20th, 2007 at 2:16 PM, Cheryl Says:
Hey. Good luck with that. Personally, I hope you’re able to become a mom again, because I think you’re a great one. But no pressure. After all, I’m just a bystander and have no stake in the whole deal. Ovary problems suck. Rest easy, dear.
March 21st, 2007 at 7:38 AM, Dana Says:
Thank you all so much for your comments and support. I’m hoping it goes away soon. I just want to be somewhat normal again!
March 21st, 2007 at 12:59 PM, tanilan Says:
Big hugs! I hope everything goes okay. Sorry I have been really busy lately and haven’t had a chance to visit.
Much Love
March 22nd, 2007 at 7:01 AM, Fat Chick Says:
((HUGS))
March 22nd, 2007 at 7:14 PM, Liza Says:
Ugh. That sounds like it just sucked. I hope it resolves quickly and painlessly.
Thanks for your nice comment on my blog! I’m actually a Milwaukee native myself, and hope to make it back there in the next few years. Georgia just is NOT the same.
March 24th, 2007 at 8:12 PM, Mrs. Chicky Says:
I can’t even imagine what this must be like for you. But I liked your line about the playground. It’s good to see that your sense of humor hasn’t been compromised.
March 24th, 2007 at 8:15 PM, Sue (Mominator) Says:
Hey Dana! Just popping in for mommy news and now this. Advice: Don’t worry before you know what it is. Most of time things like these are nothing to worry about, just a pain in the arse. Don’t worry until necessary.
BTW: Happy Belated St. Patrick’s Day Birthday girl! Luck of the Irish with the Polish girl! woo hoo! Don’t EVEN whine about the 2-8… the 5-0 is staring at me in the next couple of months girl and I’m freaking out of my skin.
: ) Sue