Shake My Booties

The good news is in

13 Jun 2009 2 Comments

by Maggie in New and Improved

I found out yesterday that the polyp removed was non-cancerous. I can’t remember what he called it but he said it was a type of polyp that had the possibility of becoming cancerous (it may or it won’t they can’t be certain) but since it was removed I don’t have to worry about it. He said to think about coming in for another checkup in 5-6 years and see if anything new has developed. Some of you who read my last post might wonder how I talked to my doctor since my appointment wasn’t until the 25th. the answer is a simple one. I had been having pain since the procedure and a lot of nausea, I had also thrown up on Wednesday. I called the doctors office and was told that the receptionist was writing down all of the details to give to the doctor next week since he wasn’t in right now and wouldn’t be until next week. She said that if things got any worse to go to the emergency room. I didn’t think things were bad enough for that so I thought I would forgo it, that is I would have let it go until I got a call from my doctor himself. He asked me a few questions about my health and then asked me to come to the hospital so I could get checked out, have some x-rays done just to make sure that nothing had gone wrong. The doctor sounded a little nervous so, me being a paranoid person, I went in right away. After getting a painful wrist IV in (don’t get me started on IVs… all I will say is that IVs anywhere but the inner elbow hurt a lot for me and wrist Ivs are the WORST of the bunch), sitting around in a room in a hospital gown (ugh) and being told that they were going to do a CAT scan instead of regular e-rays, for almost 4 hours I finally got my CAT scan done. I sat around for about another hour or so before they told me that my scan came back normal and that the doctor would be down in a bit to talk to me. He came down, talked to me about my procedure, told me that if anything else felt off or if I had any concerns to call his office, and then he left. By this time I was starving, my IV hurt like hell, and I was craving a smoke… that is to say I was a complete bitch at this point. I finally got out of there and got my smoke and food. 

 

So everything is normal like I figured it would be, and although my last post might have sounded paranoid thats just who I am. As both MM and DD would say, I am a “drama queen”. 

 

Thats about it for now I guess except that next week I am planning on starting on my new renovation project: the rec room. Its gonna be bold and have some sort of paint technique done on it, probably ragging or something of the sort. I can’t wait to get this one on a roll

 

Wish me better luck on this one!

 

Later days!