Yeesh. It’s November 2nd and there is some initiative with a name that sounds like a teletubby gone horribly wrong in which I apparently committed to daily blogging in November, and already I’ve messed that up. hmm. and they definitely said that we’re not allowed to cheat . . .
but you have to understand, I’ve been quite busy. It’s hard work being a hypochondriac, and I just have not had time to think up other brilliant things to blog about . . .
With that said, I feel that I must give a brief update on mi lumpito, for those of you who have been wondering . . .
I already posted about my “normal” CT scan and that I was told that I could talk to a general surgeon to see if a biospy is warranted. (Trust me, with this alien growing on my collarbone–heck, yeah, I want a biopsy!) So I went to see the surgeon, and I am scheduled to have outpatient surgery on December 7th.
Of course, in the two days since the surgery was scheduled, I have been convinced that el lumpito (why the hell is it a “male” lump, anyway? shouldn’t it be a lumpitA?) is actually growing. I may take pictures tomorrow and post them (because we know you love the TMI!)
but the happy thing about this is that i have been Googling new possibilities (after being told by the surgeon that the lymph node wasn’t visible on the CT scan, which I took to be a good sign?! Yeah, and I trusted that report so much that I went home and ordered my very own copy of the CT scan results, which I will promptly attempt to Google key phrases from in an attempt to freak myself out even further) and if it’s NOT the lymph node, then I have the absolute THRILL of having something FUNKY AND RARE!!!
Especially because of the tooth connection, I am so excited about my potential contribution to medical science . . . Seriously, I could not think of anything more enjoyable than the possibility of gaining another fifteen minutes of fame in some obscure medical journal . . . WAY more fun than anything with the word “metastasized” in it!
today at work, my boss told me that someone had mentioned the possibility that this is my twin–which would SO make sense, because I always felt like I had a twin! now THAT would be cool.
lucky for all of you, we have a month to figure this out. Unless it continues to grow substantially in the next week or so, in which case I will probably go screaming back to my doctor like a nine-months-and-a-day pregnant woman: “GET THIS THING OUT OF ME!”