Why was I so thrilled to leave town and hit the beach for a week (plus travel days)?
Why was I happy to be out of town for 3 weeks?
Why am I looking forward to leaving town again?
Well, for one– the obvious of they are so fun! (Beach relaxing. Blogher manic fun. Both vacations in their own rights.) But another reason? I am glad for the break in doctor’s appointments and being a human pin cushion who is probably radio active by now. Here is the low down that I have not shared. Because, well, when you know nothing you share nothing. Usually. Many times I share a lot and know nothing. But that is pretty much blogging for you.
It started with migraines. Or wait. Maybe it started with the hair loss, extreme bone numbing fatigue and weight gain that put me in a league with the Violet from Willie Wonka. (Egg or chicken at this point.) So off to the doctor we go.
First up, blood work. It appears that my thyroid hates me. We are working on making nice with it but really? When it went all bad ass and decided to go after my weight and make me fat, it was ON. I am not playing nice with that thyroid now. I told the doctor to just rip it out. He thought that was rather extreme. I owe a lot to Y of Joy Unexpected for getting me to actually get to the doctor and check things out rather than just play the “I am just tired, fat and going bald” card. Thanks, Y! I owe you.
Then came the radio active dye that I got to inject into my veins for an MRI. They wanted to see if they could find a reason for the migraines. Good news! They found no tumors, lesions or blood clots in my brain. Which is what they were worried about with my history and my Mom’s history. AND now there is proof I do in fact have a brain. w00t!
What they did find is a 6mm tumor “or suspicious growth” in my sinuses.
Did that report I read say t-u-m-o-r?
So when my doctor called and told me to get into the ENT to check it out, I told him I would as soon as I could get there but really? Totally had plans. (That will stun a doctor into silence.)
Me: Will it grown?
Me: Will it hurt me?
Me: Will it kill me by the end of July?
Me: Should I be running around freaking and wailing in fear and agony?
Me: So it can wait until the end of July.
Dr: Uhhhh….I am guessing yes is the only right answer.
Me: You are a smart Doc. Good answer.
I mean seriously? A nose tumor? I am scared of a nose ring. But whatev. It is what it is and I am not worrying until the end of July.
But that is why I have been offline. More testing and more radioactive fun. Oh, and the pin cushion fun.
So at BlogHer…yes, I really am having fun. (Contrary to accusations that were made in a prior year.)
There you have it. No more to say until we know more. Mmmmm’kay?