Monday, January 24, 2011

The Female Form - A Strange and Wonderous Creation

Goose Egg: Approximately 10 cm
Estrogen, oh, estrogen... you are not a friend of mine in this.  You brought on my pubescence with pimply zeal, gave me fits in my young adulthood not showing yourself often enough and now, you dominiate my life when I would rather you fade into oblivion.

I am constantly agape at the hows and whys of creation and have been even more so lately, having found out what's been going on within my own body.  Ovarian cysts are normal - relatively speaking.  But mine?  Oh, no!  It can't be normal... it has to be supersized and not go away, as they are supposed to do.  
The goose's egg above is the approximate size of my lovely little growth found on the ultrasound in the ER a week ago.  I might not have even known it existed, but for a strange twist - literally.  A "torsion" episode (a twist of the ovary) caused such great pain that the ER was the only option.  An overnight stay and pain meds in hand, they let me go and now we wait...  It may still go away by itself.  Of course, it might not and it may even grow.  Feb 10th is the reveal on this little biological gem.  
An-ti-ci-pa-a-tion... it's making me wait. 

And, yes, there is a funny anecdote to the saga of the crazy monstrous ovarian cyst and that is this:  people keep asking me where it is - like I should have some huge lump on my right side or something, which I don't.  My only explanation is that organs are malleable and this lovely growth (the size of a 22wk old fetus, by the way) has displaced said organs.  Maybe that is why even though I am hungry, I can't eat very much or possibly it explains why I have to run to the ladies every 30 minutes regardless of how much I drink. 

~R

1 comment:

Traci said...

I am sorry for the goose egg. You failed to mention, despite your little unwanted inhabitant, you planned and hatched (oh, that is an egg reference isn't it?) a fabulous fete for your sister's 40th birthday!? Yes, the female form of yours IS indeed wonderous and just marches on. ~love, tm