Life is going pretty well for me these days. Today was a balmy 78 out, so the wildchild and I went for a walk on the beach. It was lovely! The hills all around our area are a lovely shade of green now and it was just great.
Couple of weeks ago I had a little scare. Seems when you've gone through cancer, any little pain you get makes you worry. I like to call it canceritis because even if I stub my toe....yep, I think there is cancer in my toe. Anyway, couple of weeks ago, I had some pain in my abdomen. After a week, I figured I better go in and see my doc. I had an ultrasound and then...well, then they didn't call me for 5 days. And it was the weekend and so I sort of forgot because by then the pain was gone. But then they called and the nurse that called told me false info. AND then I panicked! She told me I had a 10 cm cyst and referred me to a gyn. I called them for an appointment and they said I was a priority so then I REALLY freaked out. They gave me an appointment for the next day.
Bossman came with me to the appointment. I got there at 2:45. They didn't call me in until 4:40.
I was sooooo mad! I had already gone twice to find out what the problem was and just when I got up to reschedule the appointment, the nurse came to the door and called me in. The only reason I waited so long is because I really thought it was going to be some bad bad news.
Turns out, the nurse told me false info. The cyst is only 4 cm and very common. Everything else looked fine and she had a feeling that the cyst was probably gone. So, I'll be having another ultrasound next week to make sure, but she was so confident that everything was fine that once again, I can breathe easier. I just hate stupid things like that. I really hate being afraid all the time. I try not to go there, I try to realize that I just have to take things as they come, but honestly, it's really, really hard.
In other news,
Bossman and I are getting along really well lately. Ever since the kids moved out and the boy went back to school, we have been doing really well. Just this evening, I was jumping in the shower and Bossman was helping me undress. I grabbed my shoes to put them away and he wasn't happy that I pulled away from him, so he pulled me over his lap and gave me a few whacks with the back scratcher. Good god, that hurts like hell! But it was only a few and then he sent me to my shower. You know what? I grinned like a goon through the whole shower! Later on, we were watching a movie and one thing led to another and well, sex in the living room recliner was amazing!
The boy is coming home on Wednesday. I haven't seen him since the holidays, so I'm looking forward to seeing him. Also, I redid his whole room, paint, carpet, new bed....the works! I hope he likes it!
Well, that's what's going on here! Hope things are good in your world!
Toodles!
