Alice’s Restaurant

February 8, 2007

Drawing Lines

Filed under: Day to Day Life — aliceaudrey @ 3:37 pm

I’m in the bathroom trying to come up with a sample for my doctor to analyze, and thinking about the ovarian cyst they found yesterday.  Hmmm…. sounds like this is going to be one of those Too Much Information posts.  For the squeamish, don’t worry, it doesn’t get much worse than this.

Back to the potty, I’m thinking “What if I have to have the ovary removed?”  I’m not planning on having any more kids, and have a spare ovary.  Is it really such a bad thing to lose one?  What if they both have to go?  I really, really don’t want to have to take estrogen pills every flipping day for who knows how long.

And what about the other cyst, the one right where my appendix used to be?  Shouldn’t we be thinking about removing it as well?  No one seems the least concerned, so maybe I can ignore it.  But if they tell me the guts have to go, then what?

I know a man who had to have a LOT removed.  He now lives with a colostomy bag.  Ok, so I lied to the squeamish.  My apologies.  But the point is I don’t want to live like that!

I won’t do it!  I draw the line at colostomy bags.

Unless…   Lord, this could be a lot worse, couldn’t it.  This could kill me.

Suddenly the line I drew doesn’t mean the same to me as it did a few seconds ago.

I don’t particularly want to die.  Somehow, realizing how very bad things can get when it comes to malfunctions of the body, I see it all a little differently.  Suddenly daily pill popping and external appliances don’t seem quite so bad.

Pfft.  Why worry about it?  I’ll probably turn out to have some sort of bacterial infection, have a minor operation on the ovary, and ignore the thing where my appendix used to be.  Scary as this thing has been, it’s probably nothing.

Meanwhile it’s back to the bathroom.  Now where did my book go?  I wonder if things would move faster if I ate a cookie.
Alice
 

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5 Comments »

  1. It’s amazing what surgeons are able to accomplish without going so far as to actually remove the ovary. A friend of mine had severe abdominal pains that landed her in the hospital. It turned out that she had a tumor the size of a grapefruit not only wrapped, but twisted around her ovary. But the surgeon was able to remove it that same day and save the ovary. She was only about 11 or 12 at the time. My friend, not the surgeon. 😉

    Whatever happens, I’ll pray for a speedy and complete recovery.

    And cookies always make it better. 🙂

    Kelly

    Comment by Kelly — February 8, 2007 @ 4:59 pm

  2. I agree with Kelly’s cookies comment, heck, eat two!

    Good luck with all the medical stuff. . .it’s really scary when things start going wrong with your body. You’re in my thoughts and here’s sending you positive healing thoughts~

    Comment by Pam Skochinski — February 9, 2007 @ 12:12 am

  3. Oh Alice,

    I hope everything goes okay. No, I know everything will be okay. We have the best doctors in the world right here in the US.

    Prunes should help a lot!

    Positive thinking all the time. I think it’s more powerful than we can imagine.

    Stay well.

    Comment by Bev — February 9, 2007 @ 10:26 am

  4. Hey, eat a few coookies for me too. And please get better, quick. We miss you.

    Comment by Christina — February 9, 2007 @ 11:50 am

  5. Thanks everyone. I think I will have another cookie. If only it didn’t hurt to swallow. One thing, I’ll be major bummed if I don’t get some weight loss out of this.

    Alice

    Comment by aliceaudrey — February 10, 2007 @ 12:51 am


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