Well, the test results are back. And I can sum it up in 2 words: surgical consult.
The tests were inconclusive (stupid tests) - and showed very little (neither good nor bad). So, my doc has advised me to go next week to meet with a surgeon for a consult and then schedule a date with him and his knife. Woo. hoo.
I guess he has to cut this thing out of me and then poke at it with shiny sticks (oooh... shiny) to see if it bites back. (In other words, yank out the fucker, and send it to the lab.) Fortunately, it's not really close to my lymph nodes. I am also noticing a hormonal trend with pain and tenderness. All signs pointing away from malignancy. But I am NOT a doctor YET, so I don't fucking know what to think.
I am not scared (seriously) - I am feeling very inconvenienced. How dare my body decide to go to hell with itself when I have more important things to do! This will really cut into my motorboating activities for a while ...
:::sigh:::
Stupid medicine.
And in other news, I have another cardio exam Monday, so I will be laying low for the next few days. SEND CHOCOLATE!
Posted by LA at September 07, 2006 07:45 PMUm one more time..STRESS KILLS!
Posted by: C on September 11, 2006 12:49 AM