Yup, you read that correctly. After coming down to my parents for the weekend I was drug to the doctor for pelvic and lower abdominal pain by my mother. The verdict: an ovarian cyst on my right overy. Am I shocked? No. Depressed? No. Confused? Nada. I ALWAYS have something weird wrong with me so it really comes as no surprise. I'm not really even concerned about it, more curious than anything else. I mean, why do I have it? How did I get it? And what has to be done? Those are really my only questions. My dad on the other hand, well, he's pretty freaked about it and worried. Apparently, cancer for women in that area runs on his side of the family. I figured as much since his sister had to have a hysterectomy due to cancer. If it boils down to that (which I don't see why it would) I am at peace with it, mainly because I have never wanted children, and I've never really been interested in getting married. I'm one strange person. Ah well. Prayers, prayers, prayers please!
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Ovarian Cyst
Yup, you read that correctly. After coming down to my parents for the weekend I was drug to the doctor for pelvic and lower abdominal pain by my mother. The verdict: an ovarian cyst on my right overy. Am I shocked? No. Depressed? No. Confused? Nada. I ALWAYS have something weird wrong with me so it really comes as no surprise. I'm not really even concerned about it, more curious than anything else. I mean, why do I have it? How did I get it? And what has to be done? Those are really my only questions. My dad on the other hand, well, he's pretty freaked about it and worried. Apparently, cancer for women in that area runs on his side of the family. I figured as much since his sister had to have a hysterectomy due to cancer. If it boils down to that (which I don't see why it would) I am at peace with it, mainly because I have never wanted children, and I've never really been interested in getting married. I'm one strange person. Ah well. Prayers, prayers, prayers please!
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