How did I get here?

by | Jul 20, 2021

I am not really even sure where “here” is yet.  Today is 11 days post biopsy and I am still waiting for the results.  The results that will determine the next days, months and more of my life.  The results that will say yes you do or no you don’t.  Of course I am praying for the “no you don’t” but am not too optimistic.

So how did I get here?  I am an athlete, although COVID put many of my athletic plans on hold this past year.  I am that person who gets their physical every year like clockwork.  I had my last physical in February and was given a clean bill of health.  Was even told by my my nurse practitioner, after she looked over my bloodwork, I was not showing signs of cancer.  I had my mammogram, it was clear, had my colonoscopy last year when I turned 50, it was clear, I even checked in with my endocrinologist who did an ultrasound of my thyroid, determined it was pretty much gone, a result of the Hashimoto’s disease I have. So how did I get here, on July 20, sitting on my couch typing about waiting for cancer biopsy results?

As a 51 year old woman, I had some of the “usual” changes that happen when we ladies age.  Running became a challenge as I was not able to complete a mile without peeing down my leg.  When I visited my doctor to see what was going on, I was told it it was likely a result of getting older and was referred to a pelvic floor physical therapist.  My belly suddenly became puffy and fuller which was attributed to “meno” belly.  I was gaining an average of 10 pounds a year, even though my exercise routine remained consistent, I was referred to a dietician who wanted to load my body with herbs and supplements.  I developed an odor in my lady parts to which my physician ran tests for infection, all negative. At my February physical I asked for an internal exam and was told it was not needed because I had a partial hysterectomy in 2014 and there “was nothing left to check for”.

Then in Mid May I started to have severe belly pain and cramping.  Cramping to the point of breaking out into a sweat and feeling like I could pass out.  As I laid on the floor in front of the toilet waiting for the fainting feeling and sweats to pass, I decided something was not right and I needed another trip to the doctor.  I called my doctor and was told my usual practitioner was not working that day but they could get me in with another physician.  I believe this is what finally got me the diagnostic testing I needed.  After listening and feeling around my abdomen I left the office with a script for an abdominal CT scan.

That CT scan revealed I had a rather large mass in my pelvis, the damn thing took over the space from my missing uterus, a mass on my ovary, left behind because I was 45 when I had md my hysterectomy to help prevent osteoporosis, and some lesions on my omentum.  The omentum became a biology lesson as I learned it to be the fatty deposit that covers the abdomen and has a place in metabolism and immune response.

This is how I became familiar with the doctors a Abington/Jefferson, the doctors in the Oncology department.  Wow…….I now have Oncologists as my personal physicians.


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