I've been, for the most part, a pretty deep lurker during my years on the Internet. Lately, I've taken lurking to new depths. Life has taken some difficult turns, one of which I want to share now.
Last spring I experienced some post-menopausal bleeding and saw my doctor in early June about it. I'd been taking hormone replacements and I'm overweight. Bleeding is not uncommon because of the way fat cells store estrogen. I stopped the hormones and the bleeding stopped. But my doctor never saw a fat woman who could go home and forget about it. She said we still need to check it out.
The pelvic ultrasound was negative. The biopsy (which didn't happen until August, for Reasons) was not. On August 17 I learned I have uterine cancer.
People, I have the best doctor. I took her flowers.
So Thursday I'm having a full hysterectomy. The cancer cells taken in the biopsy were "level 1," which is a good thing. Still, you never take anything for granted. They'll do a pathology report and I'll find out next week what comes next. Hopefully, just radiation and lots of checkups for the rest of my life.
I'm looking on the bright side. I'll be home through the playoffs and World Series. I can stay up and watch those games that don't end before midnight and not have to get up for work the next day. I can read, and read, and read. Although I doubt there'll be a TBR post this month.
I'm good. Really I am. Cancer is a damn scary word. But so far, every indication is I'm one of the lucky ones. I'm surrounded by lots of love. I'm good.