Friday's Scans

Went on Friday for my pelvic, abdominal, and transvag u/s & I don't know anything yet.  I do know that I'm still having definite pain on my right side - mainly on the right-hand side of my ribs.  The sonographer spent a lot of time capturing views of my liver and gall bladder.  She pressed on one spot and it did NOT feel good.  Of course, as a worrier, I then began to silently freak that I had spots of cancer on my liver, that I have liver cancer, that I am going to die, that my husband will become a widower, my dogs won't have their Mom, and that we will never be able to adopt a baby if I'm dead.  It was all I could do not to cry.  Finally, I got myself in check as she finished the sonos.  I'm still a bit worried, though.

Though I told her I could probably do it myself, I didn't look during the transvaginal u/s because I've become so accustomed to seeing the dark, desolate inside of my uterus that I was worried I might freak that there wasn't even a uterus to see (much less ever a baby).  Just for affirmation and self-entertainment, I asked the sonographer if there were any reproductive parts left in there to which she quickly answered, "Nope!"  No lady parts, just something that is still causing me pain.  What next???

After explaining to my mom the details of my scans, she said, "Well you may need your gall bladder out."  I swear if they have to go inside of me again, I'll have them gut me.  I have neither the time nor the desire to be stabbed or cut again.  No thank you.  I'm really looking forward to this blog becoming a "HEY look at my cute new baby!" blog vs. "HEY it's me again . . . still bitching, whining, moaning, and complaining."

Someday, my friends . . . . . . . someday.