The fight is back on – and I’m back to where I was little under a year ago. Another mass has grown inside of me, and my right ovary is busy producing cysts. The mass burst and began to hemorrhage away last Sunday night (it’s still doing it….right now as I type…) – the pain was like a contraction – that doesn’t end. And I ended up again on the bathroom floor – thinking this is it, this is how I go….on the bathroom floor with the cat next to me……
But here I am – a week of bed rest and painkillers that leave me full of cotton wool and just take down the ache to something manageable. I’m off to the boss of the surgeon who operated on me last October, tomorrow and hopefully we’ll be able to negotiate the removal of the mass, the right ovary and anything else that is looking like it wants to mutate.
I’ve been through my stages of grief – this last week, that’s what bed rest will do to you – gives you time to think, contemplate, rage and cry….
I’m determined that when they pull this sucker out it will be benign = and that I’ll make another recovery, better than the last. And then I will be back to enjoying a life without the chronic pain.
So know that I may not be posting, I’m still here – battling my own little war, against genetic mutations.
I wish you joy and happiness in each of your days