Sunday, May 28, 2006

Quick posting

So I'm about to visit some friends with my mom, but I had a powerful urge to blog.

Life is good. Still healing and hardly notice any pain any more. Have another check-up on Wednesday and I'm hoping they'll tell me I can start driving again.

Today got some major moving done. Our lease is up at the apartment *tear* I had some great memories there and I'm giving up my friend/roomie Heather, for a shot at living alone like a big girl. All is very complicated since I can't lift more than 5 pounds and I have to be out of one place by June 1st and I can't get into my new one until June 10th. Lovely. Guess mom and dad's house will be "home" for a while longer. Good thing they love me so much.

Tuesday I have a job interview at a local jewelry store. This makes me happy. I need the money pronto and I like the idea of helping people pick out "the ring" or any nice jewelry. Hopefully I'm what they're looking for in an employee!

Last night Heather and I took Christy out for a bachelorette party G.F. style-- very low key, dinner and cocktails and much bonding and "remember when's" -- it was delightful. I would post a picture but the cord connecting my digital camera to a computer is packed in some random box... alas, I shall post a fun pic another day.

Tyler and I are really into the TV show "House" -- a medical drama. I had a very odd experience when we watched last night's episode. It dealt briefly with ovarian cancer. An ultra-sound was performed in the episode and when the doctors see a darkened spot they make some exclamations like, "Oh my god. She has maybe 2 months to live... it's more than 5 centimeters!"

Um yeah... so glad I didn't see that episode until just recently. When I had my ultrasound, I thought the doctors were looking for a problem in my gall bladder, so I thought something was weird when they kept scanning near my pelvis. I kept asking the technician, "What's that big dark spot" and she told me "Sorry, can't tell you anything." It was a dark spot EXACTLY like on the show "House." What scares me more is that my "spot" was 20 centimeters long. So I'm sure that my tech was thinking "Well, if this girl has cancer, she's gonna die." It's an eerie thing to realize, that people like her probably looked at me differently. I know my doctor did when she broke the news to me. She had the face. You know, "the face" where they're trying to reassure you a little too much... not good. I was telling this to a friend, when I found that her grandmother died of ovarian cancer--- apparently it's one of the less fun cancers (yes, I note the sick irony) but really, if you get ovarian cancer, you're doomed. So I'll say it again, Thank you God for making it a benign freaky cyst that I can joke about!!

Makes me confused though. Why don't we do more to check for ovarian cancer in women? Like ultrasounds once a year? It doesn't hurt at all! It is a pricey procudure for sure but the alternative could be death. I know during a woman's exam they use a finger and try to "feel" the ovary but I had just had an appointment in December and my doctor didn't feel my growth! And it was 10 inches long!! Of course, to be fair, my growth was fluid filled, not hard like a tumor. Ugh, that House episode just wigged me out. Cause I remember that fear in my gut too, looking at the ultrasound screen thinking.. "Hmmm, big, huge, dark blob. Not normal at all." Seriously, thank you God for not giving me cancer.

What else can I ramble about before running out the door...

Okay, so my mom and I are weird. It was 93 degrees today and we made soup. So good, German knephla-- full of dough. Pretty sure I gained those 7 pounds back. So worth it though!

Oh I know! This is so sad. I try to check cnn.com often and one of today's headlines was "First time skydiver falls to her death" and next to it they had a video option as well. It just looked awful cause then it read... "First time skydiver falls to her death...WATCH." Seemed a tad insensitive. I think I'll go read it now. And thank God again that I'm also not plummeting to my death.

Okay must run. Sorry for the randomness!

1 Comments:

At 6:04 AM, Blogger Sarah @ All The Book Blog Names Are Taken said...

Living in your own apartment is very much a lot of fun. I realize that sentence is not good by a college graduate's standards, but it's something I would say, so there you go. You don't have to share anything, you can play your music loud without worrying if a roommate is sleeping, and you can walk around naked! Well, I don't do that anyway because it would just feel weird, but hey, that's just me.

 

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