First, let me apologize for not answering comments as I usually do for the last couple of days. I was a bit exhausted and kind of a nervous wreck. I would have denied it then but I can tell you now that I was.
I won’t drag this out. George called me this afternoon and thankfully, told me that no cancerous cells showed up in my biopsy. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to hear that. Wait, oh yes I can… I WAS RELIEVED TO HEAR THAT.
You see, my paternal grandmother died from uterine or ovarian cancer when she was 33 years old. My father was only three. I’ve been told that I resemble her. I have spent the last few years trying to find out every and anything I can aboot her. There are very few people left who were alive when she was who can tell me things. What I have learned so far- She had a beautiful singing voice. That’s it. But I guess that has to be enough. Her name was Lenora. And I wish I had known her.
Anyway, what I do have is treatable and given that it’s been found now, there is a good chance that it won’t develop into anything more serious. I have to be on medication for the next three months and then have an ultrasound and another biopsy. (Oh goody…) George is recommending a bedtime dosing since the medication causes irritability and mood swings. Was nice of him to think of PD, don’t you think. Of course when I told PD this, his answer was something to the effect of “And how will I know the difference?” He’s such a bitch.
So there it is. I cried already, am thinking aboot celebrating. But one thing I know, and that is this… Life is going to taste a whole lot sweeter from this point on.
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. I am blessed to have fambly and friends like you. Really.