Hi...
Today was a bad day. It was recommended after my PCOS dx that I get an ultrasound done to see exactly what WE're dealing with. I initially said no, but after 4 months I made the appt. Today was my very first ultrasound. (I'm only 19) Everything was running smoothly until she looked at my left ovary. Even I, with an untrained eye, could see the mass. I knew it was solid. The clear "string of pearls" on the other ovary was expected, but this was so different. I told myself I didn't know what I was talkign about and that it would be fine, but afterwards we had the consultation. The doctor, RNP, and RN all sat there and looked at me for a second. It's a tumor. It's big. It'll have to be removed. My doctor says that he's going to do everything he can to save the ovary. Why do they keep using the term WE anyway when they talk about what WE'RE doing? HE'S not doing anything... HE'S getting paid to tell me all this crap. He can go home at the end of the day to his cute little BMW and cute little mansion and I cried the whole way home. I have an incredible relationship with God, and I hate this bitter feeling. I shouldn't be angry with God. But I didn't do this to myself... and that makes me MAD! It's only been three hours... maybe I'll feel better once it all settles in. But i can't help but think: wasn't PCOS enough?? what's next??! I'm so sorry to be so negative. I'm sure that tomorrow I'll be Emma again, but for now... I'm just so mad. Thanks for listening, sorry it was long.




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