February 8th 2010,
Tonight while telling me how lovely my fun bags were David stops and says what’s this? Feel it. Of coarse I can’t feel anything much. My boobs always feel lumpy and weird to me that is why I don’t bond with them much. Sure enough I felt a lump….We’ll name it Wally after leave it to beaver (yeah lumpy was to obvious) so I was feeling for Wally. I sat up, laid down, squished it all around…and there in the same place was Wally. Saying ha ha. I felt my other boob up and didn’t feel anything in it like Wally, even though I tried to say I did. Any who I am sure Wally is nothing but an annoyance that will lead to many a painful test and procedure and turn out to be NOTHING….Just like the whole water breaking at 25 weeks, and the Post Partum Cardio Myopothy, Heart Failure and Pulmonary Edema…I should be dead by now but miraculously it healed itself. I tell ya I am getting tired of these health crisis’s that lead to medications, procedures, appointments, IV’s and blood tests and for nothing….Yes I am glad everything seems to heal itself in my body. But it gets annoying. Just when I think I know what I have to deal with and am all gun ho about it…I am fine. Ugg. So hubby talked me into going to the doctor so she can check out Wally. And then we’ll see what happens from there
Do I get to have my boobies put in the booby press? I hear that hurts. And don’t give me it is discomfort crap. I don’t trust the word discomfort coming from doctors. Anyhow I am going thru a lot more in my head right now and don’t need lumps like Wally taking away from my current topics of psychosis! One at a time please!
Feb 9 2010
Funbags not so fun….
Okay so I went to the doctor today. Yeah that was fast. At 1:15 I traipsed into my doctors office and I don’t think my doctor felt anything. But sent a referral for a mammogram anyway just to be sure. So I am thinking it will be days before the dreaded Mammogram. Nope sir. The nurse came in and said they can “squeeze” me in now. Oh the irony. So I get the Mammogram done and I am waiting to see if the images are good enough and the lady feels Wally and decides that I should just go ahead and get a breast ultrasound done. Just in case. LOL. So now we wait. I doubt anything will come of this than two hours wasted getting my boobs felt up by three different people (as close to swinging as I'll ever get) and squished flat….The perfect way to spend an afternoon…. PS the boob pancake machine didn’t hurt at all. The lady was surprised I allowed her to squish all the way and didn’t even wince. Oh and the positions are lovely. Does this count as exercise?
Feb 11th.
Still no word from the lovely doctors....No news is good news? Ya know I am getting tired of all this big stuff and doctors being concerned and then it turning into nothing....I want to yell at my body and doctors remember about the boy who called wolf? Stop calling wolf until there is one or I won't listen....Okay I don't anyway...but I will not let my husband make me go to the doctor next time....lol Oh and my boob is sore now...like most things that don't hurt during it hurts later... I'll let ya know when I hear anything.
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