Okay, readers, fess up – who’s the one who wished I’d live in interesting times? *sigh*
Still not much to report since last week, but here’s what’s been going on –
A little addlebrained.
I can’t believe I forgot to mention one of my crazy-making moments from last week! Remember how I said I finally decided to have my MRI locally because the machine in Boston was broken? Last Monday, a mere three days before my MRI was scheduled, I got a call from the hospital. The wicked awesome nurse (seriously, she’s very cool) said in effect, “I’m so sorry to tell you this, but our machine broke, and we’ll have to re-schedule you.”
However, she called me back the very next day, and told me not only did they have the necessary piece shipped overnight and installed first thing in the morning, but she hadn’t pulled me off the schedule, just in case, so Thursday was still a go!
Bit of a hothead
Ever since my biopsy on July 20th, I’ve been keeping tabs on my temperature. It’s never higher than than 99F/37.2C-ish, but never normal (story of my life *grin*), which is why I thought my dizziness was a sign of an ear infection. However, now that I know it’s vertigo, my perpetual furnace state has me a bit concerned. I mean, on the one hand, anytime anyone goes to hug me, they usually jump back and yell, “Holy crap! You’re like, radiating heat!” which seems like classic hot flash to me. However, my skin feels a bit sensitive and I keep getting goosebumps, which is usually my warning sign for impending fever.
Oh, and hubby insists on calling them, “power surges” instead of “hot flashes.” While I appreciate his positive perspective, it’s hard to feel powerful when sweat is dripping down your back.
So, first thing last Monday, I called my PC and left a message, asking what to do. I also mentioned I had an appointment later in the day with the general surgeon to get my MRI scan results (which I already knew were normal) and I planned to ask her about my temp while we discussed the next step. The nurse called back a short time later, and said to definitely bring it up with the GS. However, to be on the safe side, they’d already set up lab paperwork for a fasting blood draw, and it was waiting for me at their front desk.
Also, no big surprise, my blood pressure has been running high since this started. It’s around 140ish over 88ish whenever I check, and sky high for every medical office visit. However, it did the same before my hysterectomy (which is why I have a blood pressure cuff at home), so I’m guessing it will get better when this mystery is solved. In the meantime, I’m doing my best to treat it
with vodka accordingly.
To cut, or not to cut.
Monday afternoon, hubby brought me to the general surgeon’s office. When I was checking in, I chatted with the receptionist about Mercury being in Retrograde (I swear she brought it up), and ended up giving her my business card for my blog. Silver linings, right?
We had a great chat with the doc. She said my MRI results indicate the odds are in my favor when it comes to cancer, but we only have two more options to figure this out. The first choice (and her preferred option) is a Ductogram, which is less invasive procedure. I’d be awake, but numb (again, story of my life *snicker*) as they inserted contrast dye into the milk duct to see if they could find any signs of an issue (madly paraphrasing here, of course). The second, an Excisional Biopsy, would be done under general anesthesia. She’d make an incision, then take samples of tissue from the nipple and surrounding areas to see what might be causing the bleed.
She left the room so I could change into one of their lovely gowns (she wanted to take another look at the discharge) and disappeared for close to
a million hours 15 minutes.
When she returned, she said she’d contacted a colleague to see what he had to say about our choices. While his immediate response was Door Number Two, she still wasn’t convinced she wanted to put me through that before trying Number One. I told her I was fine with either choice, and she said she’d call me in a day or two, after a bit more discussion.
Since Friday morning was the best day for us to head in for my blood draw, I spent the rest of the week alternately breaking, then fixing, this website in the hopes of reducing the load on my hosting server, and increasing optimization. I tried 19 bazillion different plugins and bits of code, until I think I found the right combo. Speaking of which, please shout out if you find anything that’s gone wonky.
Exercising my tear ducts again.
Bright and early Friday morning (so, around 10am) we headed off to the blood draw. I’ve been there enough times with various family members that chatting with the phlebotomist feels like having coffee with a friend. I filled her in on what’s been happening, and she after hearing my tale of woe, asked if I’d considered a Prophylactic Mastectomy. “After all,” she said “you can’t get cancer in what you don’t have.” I told her it would definitely be something I talk to my doctor about when this situation was resolved. We chatted a few more minutes, then as we were leaving she looked at me for a long moment then, in the most compassionate and terrifying way possible said, “I’ll be seeing you.” I made it to the front door before I started crying.
Limpy isn’t limpy anymore!
The best (if bittersweet, because I really loved having him home) news of the week is that hubby’s ankle has healed enough to return to work. While this most certainly was not how I envisioned spending our 30th summer together, he made the situation a thousand times better with his presence (and ever present puns). Love you, hon.
Has it been a day or two yet?
Early Friday afternoon, the general surgeon called. Straight off, she apologized for how long it took to get back to me, but said she’d been consulting with bunches of people. Long story short, she discovered very few hospitals still do ductograms, and the results aren’t terribly reliable, meaning I might still end up needing the excisional biopsy afterwards.
So as it stands now, I’m waiting for a call from the hospital to schedule me for the surgery. She guesstimated they’d call me some time early this week, and the date would be around two weeks out. That’s also about the amount of time the chiropractor wants me to wait before doing any further maneuvers for my vertigo (which is much better, but still an issue).
Next up – a visit to the oncologist later this week to discuss my risk factors, and possible genetic testing. The fun never ends!
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Oy. Just…oy. Sending you lots of (gentle) hugs and supportive thoughts!
Thanks, thinky! ❤️
I’m about to learn how to tattoo areola on reconstructed breasts following mastectomy, so if you need to go that route eventually, you’ll have to come see me. Hoping that you don’t have to go that route, though. I don’t know how you’re managing with so much stress and indecision. Break out the vodka.
What an awesome skill to acquire! Having one of your works of art on my body would definitely make that route seem much more positive. And yes, vodka my family, and wicked awesomesauce people like yourself (though not necessarily in that order) are the reason I haven’t completely lost my mind. Yet. *grin*
And your #saveleaky tweet totally rocked my world! 😀
Kriminy! I’m so sorry this is happening. Thinking good things for you.
Thanks so much, JW. Much appreciated!
Oh, jeezum, Traci. I am so sorry there are still no answers and just multiplying options and things to freak out about (I’d be a hot mess at this point, or well before…) You have a great sense of humor through this ordeal, and I sure hope you get good answers soon! And congrats to Limpy not being Limpy anymore. 🙂
Thanks, Jess! Given everything you’ve endured, I have no doubt you’d handle something like this with your usual dignity, grace, and incredibly upbeat attitude! And I’ll pass along the congrats to Limpy. 🙂
It’s never-ending! But you’re dealing with it so well, even though you might think otherwise! Sending you positive vibes 🙂
Appreciate the positive vibes, Bobbi! Thanks so much!
Thinking of you. You’re doing amazingly to cope with all this. Uncertainty is often the hardest thing to deal with, so make sure you’re being kind to yourself too.
Thanks Mali! Appreciate that reminder too – I’m trying to keep that in mind.
Sending you the biggest hugs xxx
Thanks, Lol! ❤️
Oh Traci… you poor thing! Just keeping everything crossed for you xxx
LOL! I’m picturing you trying to walk with your arms, legs, fingers, toes, and eyes all crossed! Thanks for the giggle, and the good wishes! ❤️
I could never cross my eyes… but the rest definitely!!!!
It’s a shame your husband’s going back to work. Not that I wish him any more pain and discomfort, but it’s been good or you to have him there. Perhaps you could just photograph something obsessively to take your mind off things.
Great idea, April – I’m excellent at doing things obsessively! While I try not to talk too much about them (because it annoys them when Momma blabs about them on social media) I do still have all three kidlets (17, 20, & 22) at home, and they’re taking very good care of distracting me. 😀
Food for thought. RSO oil. cancer or not -would likely noninvasively heal. “Run from the cure” documentary is a great place to begin. Also, the human body can do really weird shit for no really sure reason. Like taking your car to the mechanic, don’t rule out anything, and don’t believe in the first diagnosis. 2nd opinions often prove to be worth it, if only to be double sure.
Excellent advice and suggestions, Jen – thanks so much! Hubby & I have been interested in RSO for a number of years, and I know someone locally who used Phoenix Tears in their battle. It’s definitely up for consideration. Thanks again!
Oh, Traci! I managed to read a few of your earlier posts when I was on holiday but couldn’t add a comment (stupid phone!!). I’m back to earth now and annoyed that I can only offer you a huge online hug. You’ve been through so much and yet your writer voice is always so upbeat – I hope that isn’t just for our benefit and you are able to scream, rant, and rave when necessary. I loved your husbands ‘power surge’ comment and think you should definitely look at it that way – you’re the superhero *rushes off to find out how to make a cape* Keeping my fingers crossed for you xxx
Awww, Shelley – if you’d commented whilst on your Magical Mystery Tour, I’d have scolded you soundly! And believe me – online hugs are much more awesome than people think, so thank you for yours. I’m definitely able to vent when necessary (as hubby & the kids can attest – LOL!), so no worries. Okay, while it might not be my superpower of choice (flying is much higher on the list than sweating profusely), I’ll take any excuse to wear a cape! Much love to you, dear lady! ❤️
I am sorry that you still haven’t got to the bottom of why Leaky is playing up! I hope it is not too much longer before you find out what is happening! :-0
Thank you, Judy – me too!
Babez! Do you need me to send you over some more Vodka supplies?! X
Yes, your most wicked awesomesauceness. Please and thank you.
On its way to you sweets x
You crack me up. Even in tough situations with Lumpy, Leaky and Limpy, you’re throwing in little zingers.
I’m most concerned about your blog 😉 . I have to do some maintenance myself and I’m skeered to perform this type of surgery.
Aww, thanks Lori! It’s nice to know I’m making some people laugh – helps balance out all the eye-rolling going on in my family. 😀
I was wicked skeered to do this, but it wasn’t quite as horrible and forehead-desk-bangingly awful as I anticipated. I used links from these two articles to get the ball rolling –
Sending lots of happy html vibes your way, and I’ll make an extra offering to the bandwidth fairies on your behalf. 🙂
Well it seems like you’re slowly getting things ruled out, so this can only be a good thing? I can’t imagine how hard the waiting in between tests is, you poor thing. Xxx
That’s what I’m focusing on, Noelle – I tell myself the more tests that come back normal, the less likely it’s something scary. Thanks! ❤️
For sure. Keep us posted ❤️ xxx
Hopefully, you will have answers soon. Sending best wishes and virtual hugs.
Good lord, I did a double take up at the start….hot flashes? We call them hot flushes….hot flashes could end in some dialogue with the law enforcement folk. Reading on, I figured it was a thermal thing so decided not to make a quip on said subject!
I can tell almost immediately you’re not overthinking and worrying unduly upon this onerous anatomical conundrum and have indeed lined up a handy worst case tattooist in the comments above.
Japes aside, this must be a very frustrating time for you Traci. Uncertainty and waiting on tests and discussions is always prone to anxious worrying. Interesting times….might have been me….it’s the sort of thing I label my catastrophes with. Not that a bit of osteoarthritis in a thumb joint is particularly dire or intersting….yet lol
Fingers crossed they will find out what’s going on and find a remedial course of action x
LMAO! Gary, knowing you, I can well imagine the quips that came to mind! *grin*
Appreciate the good thoughts, and I hope you get a good thumbs up diagnosis yourself soon as well (if that makes sense – I’m multitasking at the moment, putting together a curse whilst answering these comments… oh wait, I didn’t mean curse, I meant cure… yeah, cure, I’m doing a healing spell for you, Gary… I must’ve been autocorrected… 😉 )
Ha, ha…I was so tempted, but such a serious post required little more after the hot flash!
Alas my diagnosis has been made. Had the X-Ray’s back just before I went on holiday. It’s been swollen since last November and anti-inflammatories didn’t do much so they took a picture that revealed traces of osteo-arthritis. I know where that leads if it takes hold! Still, thus far it’s not overly painful, just a constant ache and limits on strength. Sucks a bit as its my dominant hand too. Although in fairness I’ve always been pretty ambidextrous.
This aging lark sucks lol
Ugh! Sorry to hear that, Gary, and in all seriousness, I’ll add your name to my next healing candle spell. Certainly can’t hurt to ask the Universe to send a bit of good juju your way, right? 🙂
And I agree – this aging thing is a PITA, but it’s better than the alternative. *grin*
Feel free…such things have been gong on far longer than traditional medicine after all. Must be something in it! I also believe you are the only person I’ve mentioned that to outside family!! Might be why I empathise with the waiting game….make sure you do an incantation for you too!
Awww, thanks for sharing that with me – I feel extra special now! And I’m incanting as hard as I can. 😀
I figured in your position right now you’d actually understand; that and I call you friend now too 🙂
Hopefully it will settle down a bit and you will have positive results soon too. x
I hate the waiting game that is standard for any medical issue! Keep your humor and positivity and I’ll send you some more of both to help you get through this!
Wicked awesomesauce, Katie! Thanks so much!
The stress is nearly worse than any possible illness….and you are still being hilarious!Sending good thoughts from Irelandx
Aww, thanks so much, Clare!
You are…it’s amazing to read all you are going through….so tough, but your spirit is good 🙂
Hey, it’s either humor or hysteria (not that the two are mutually exclusive…LOL!). Venting here, and having awesome people like yourself shout out, definitely goes a long way to keeping my spirits up! ❤️
I cannot even imagine how stressful this has been for you, Traci. I’ll be sending prayers and positive vibes your way this week as you try to get to the root of Leaky. In the meantime, I’m wicked happy to hear the news about Limpy’s improvement.
Thanks, Molly – greatly appreciate prayers & positivity! Oh, and not sure I mentioned it before, but hubby & his ortho got a big kick out of the nickname you bestowed. 🙂
Sending hugs and prayers your way, Traci. I hope this all turns out positively for you. I’ve got my fingers crossed for you!
Thanks so much, Lisa! ❤️
You are so strong, Traci!! I’m sending all of my positive and happy thoughts your way, and that life gets a little boring for you 🙂 (Also, power surges are the best way to describe it, haha!)
My hubby does have a way with words – LOL! Thanks so much, Jessica – boring would be very welcome right now. 😀
For what it’s worth, the incisional biopsy is a breeze and I’m a horrible wimp! There is literally no down time and no pain with the exception of a brief prick for the numbing agent. I don’t know about option #1 but option #2 was able to determine I need a lumpectomy and the lumpectomy was pretty easy too. Didn’t even stay in the the hospital overnight. Just drive to Columbus for treatment! LOL! https://cancer.osu.edu/. Sending positive vibes your way!
Excellent Angela – I wicked appreciate the reassuring words. And thanks for the link too! *hugs*
My pleasure! Thinking of you!!! Hugs!!!
I’m with Shelley on the super great “power surges” take on hot flashes (flushes). I’m really looking forward to those.
I think the saga part of this must be the suckiest part of a sucky (leaky) situation. All the waiting sounds like the absolute lamest thing ever. You’re doing a wonderful job of taking it all one day at a time. It’s obviously not easy. But, I admire how you’re handling it–like the thoughtful champion you are.
I was actually excited when I got my first FLASH ages ago. I will say, they make me very popular with our cat and dog when the weather is cold! 😀
You are absolutely correct – the wait is beyond lame and sucky. Especially since my anxiety enjoys running around in my head like Chicken Little, hollering, “DOOM AND GLOOM!” Thankfully chocolate, laughter, vodka, TV, family and friends all help drown her out (not necessarily in that order… *grin*). Thanks so much for your always amazingly kind words, dearest Angela! ❤️
Good luck on your surgery! Sending lots of positive vibes your way!
Thanks so much, Pam!