Yesterday I had to go to Dr. Duven's office (breast surgeon) to get the stitches out of the cyst he removed from the top of my head. I started the day by getting my blood drawn by a really creepy guy at Covenant. Not sure who the guy is but as far as blood drawing...he's in the right business...creepy. Anyway, as the nurse was prepaing me at Dr. Duven's office, she mentioned that I had a GREAT wig. I thought to myself....how the hell am I going to answer this one???? So I said, "Well that is awesome considering it's my own FREAKIN' hair still!" The nurse was horrified and I guess it's in my nature to make people feel better cuz this is what I said "That's ok, cuz none of my friends can tell the difference between my wig and my real hair!!!" That is a total lie....NONE of my friends have said that and you can TOTALLY tell the wig that I bought, is a WIG!! And what is worse is I have hardly lost any hair. I still have a pretty good head of hair!! Darn that "helmet and mushroom hair-do" that I tease to a prestine volume!!! That is my down-fall, right there!!! Anyway, I had a good laugh and I wasn't too mortified by it.
So yesterday was also my 42nd birthday. Thank you to everyone who sent FB messages, texts, cards, phone calls.....it was so awesome. I felt like the popular girl!! But yesterday started some new symptoms. I call them "Episodes" as that word is easier than "pain that generates in your abdomin and then riddles your whole body until you can't breathe or move." See....much easier to say Episodes. My first episode was about 6:00 last night. I was sitting there and all of a sudden this pain that feels like a fist is coming into your stomach and trying to pull out the lining of your stomach through your chest wall. That is the only way I can describe it. It only lasts about 5 minutes but boy is it painful and uncomfortable. I felt bad for Mike for having to watch me go through one. We both went searching for some answers on it and I think it's that you have so much medication in you (oral and intraveneous) that there is a little black cauldron pot in your stomach that just heats and churns all that medication and then it explodes into your body. I am sure that is not it, but it makes me feel better thinking that is what is going on! Hopefully I won't have too many more of those....stupid cancer.
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