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Oh What the Hell Right?
Jun. 7th, 2017 09:24 pmSo, P'shaw! What did the doctor say?
Well, he said he wants me to have an excisional biopsy - that means I'll be having an outpatient surgery where they'll remove the offending mass for testing. I'll get a local anesthetic for my boob, and a general thing to keep me calm. I hope they don't underestimate the quantity of drugs that'll be necessary to keep me calm for this. According to the Mayo Clinic's page, the benefits of this type of biopsy are that if the mass is cancerous, 70% of the time they already got it with clear margins, no repeat surgery like with needle or incisive biopsy, and it's outpatient so I can go home. The cons are that it'll hurt and bruise, and my boob might look weird. Honestly depending on how the incision heals I may get a tattoo over it that says "Insert Quarters Here."
My respawn is not going as well as I'd hoped - this knocked me all off track. But I decided to set myself up for success today and did some batch cooking. More poached chicken breasts for slicing into salad, and a huge - YUGE - pot of Tex Mex lentils with chicken sausage. I used sprouted lentils that claim they have a lot more nutrition and bioavailable minerals and ... stuff. I was really sold on the three minute cooking time. I tossed them in a pot with onions, garlic, tomatoes, tumeric, cumin, chili powder, plenty of Tabasco, Cilantro, and lime juice. They taste amazing now, but I know this recipe will be even better after it sits in the fridge.
Next Thursday - the 15th - I head over to the surgeon's office for a consultation. After that I assume I'll set up the actual surgical date. And since it's outpatient Fox will get to mess with me while I'm high. LOL He missed that when they did my uterine surgery because they shooed him out of my room. Shame - I was apparently in fine surrealist form. I'm still sad about the waking up questions. I knew from before surgery that they'd ask if I knew where I was, what day it was, and who I was. I was going to answer, "Who are you?" with... "I'm ... BATMAN." But I chickened out.
It rained like hell here. I'm glad - the wildfires were awful. 2.42" yesterday, and we're well over an inch today. I read my rain gauge at 8 a.m. so I won't know exactly until then. I know this will be a problem when a hurricane dumps more rain on us, but it's good to not be tinder-dry. Yay Florida!
Well, he said he wants me to have an excisional biopsy - that means I'll be having an outpatient surgery where they'll remove the offending mass for testing. I'll get a local anesthetic for my boob, and a general thing to keep me calm. I hope they don't underestimate the quantity of drugs that'll be necessary to keep me calm for this. According to the Mayo Clinic's page, the benefits of this type of biopsy are that if the mass is cancerous, 70% of the time they already got it with clear margins, no repeat surgery like with needle or incisive biopsy, and it's outpatient so I can go home. The cons are that it'll hurt and bruise, and my boob might look weird. Honestly depending on how the incision heals I may get a tattoo over it that says "Insert Quarters Here."
My respawn is not going as well as I'd hoped - this knocked me all off track. But I decided to set myself up for success today and did some batch cooking. More poached chicken breasts for slicing into salad, and a huge - YUGE - pot of Tex Mex lentils with chicken sausage. I used sprouted lentils that claim they have a lot more nutrition and bioavailable minerals and ... stuff. I was really sold on the three minute cooking time. I tossed them in a pot with onions, garlic, tomatoes, tumeric, cumin, chili powder, plenty of Tabasco, Cilantro, and lime juice. They taste amazing now, but I know this recipe will be even better after it sits in the fridge.
Next Thursday - the 15th - I head over to the surgeon's office for a consultation. After that I assume I'll set up the actual surgical date. And since it's outpatient Fox will get to mess with me while I'm high. LOL He missed that when they did my uterine surgery because they shooed him out of my room. Shame - I was apparently in fine surrealist form. I'm still sad about the waking up questions. I knew from before surgery that they'd ask if I knew where I was, what day it was, and who I was. I was going to answer, "Who are you?" with... "I'm ... BATMAN." But I chickened out.
It rained like hell here. I'm glad - the wildfires were awful. 2.42" yesterday, and we're well over an inch today. I read my rain gauge at 8 a.m. so I won't know exactly until then. I know this will be a problem when a hurricane dumps more rain on us, but it's good to not be tinder-dry. Yay Florida!
