Disclosure: if you are a dude and not comfortable with lady talk, navigate far away from here. I totally understand.
Big Inhales, Big Exhales.
I am less than 24 hours shy of surgery. This somewhat explains my absence as of late. I’ve been getting my business in order.
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Last May before a Napa trip, my back was causing me grief necessitating a trip to the local Doc. She gave me pain meds, but also wanted blood work. You know, to be thorough - it’s a good practice. With the phlebotomist ordered up, I requested my usual add-on service of a CA-125 screening.
What is a CA-125 screening you ask? It’s a screening for ovarian health; cancer and/or other benign tumor conditions. I ask for this test because infertility and all its potent IVF drugs dominated my life and ovaries back in 2003. Being on all those infertility boards taught me to ask the necessary questions, before and after infertility. A CA-125 test was one of them.
You guessed it, I failed the screening test.
No worries, upon return from wine country, I had a date with the Ultrasound Tech. To take a look-see at my harmless over-sized visitor, along with a peek at the other lady bits. The good news was the ole fibroid visitor had won the Biggest Loser competition. It was only the size of an orange now, no longer a grapefruit (bottom pic). Due to it’s location, it was determined to be the source of my pre-Napa back pain. Thankfully so, since this back pain precipitated the tests which bring me to today’s news.
But before we get there, let’s fill in the gaps. I was told to come back in 6 months for a re-check. Fast forward to December. Post holidays, the next round of blood draws occurred. Me and the phlebotomist were on a first name basis. The results? Phooey, an even larger CA-125 number decorated my chart. In six months it had doubled. Doctors were contacted and high-tech ultrasounds were ordered. See those two dark martini olives stuck together in the top photo? That is what all the fuss is about today.
My hopes in sharing this with you is that you are now “in the know” to ask for a simple CA-125 whenever blood work is ordered. The CA-125 is in no way foolproof, but it is a good marker for undercarriage issues, much like prostate marker testing for the fellas.
Do I have Cancer? I don’t think/hope so. My close friend says, “honey, it’s nothing, until it’s something” thanks Michelle. Those words have been my mantra, keeping my compass pointing north even in my darkest of moments.
Surgery is set for Saturday morning with my OB-GYN and his Oncology BFF. Gone will be my troubled ovary and baby carriage. I am scared but know this is for the best.
No matter what the news, I am resolved to remain positive. Come Monday, I’ll be resting and hopefully very bored. So expect daily, if not hourly updates. Until then, send up some sparkly thoughts. I’ll hear them and be appreciative.
Big Inhales, Big Exhales,