So, regardless of the fact that it's been far too long since i've had time to express the things going on in the crazy world I call my health, here I am!
First of all, growth is still chugging along there in my throat. Went to St. Joes twice, once in december, where they gave me numerous meds and sent me on my way. And again in january, where they had the audacity to diagnose me with a COLD. Seriously, a freaking cold?! Not even once did they actually Look in my throat. I kept opening my mouth, and the doctor would say, "oh it's ok, i believe you." After failed attempts at trying to get a medical professional to take my health seriously, I went back to my PCP.....She stated she had no idea I had a growth on my throat....Even though it's been there since May, and I had seen her at least 6 times for it specifically...But whatever....She decided it was time to send me to a specialist. Finally an ENT! The appointment was scheduled for April 10th. I was a little discouraged, but it's a start.
I should mention that along with the growth I now have lost my sense of hearing in my right ear, and the amount of pain I am in is way beyond what I ever could have imagined it would ever be. I still haven't slept thru the night. It's been almost 5 months since I've slept thru the night! 2 hours is the longest span. So we have, no sleep, pain, hearing loss, 18 lb weight loss (since january), the growth is larger (and brown now) and my hair is falling out in clumps. And, don't know if this is serious or not (sarcasm), but there are times I can't swallow.....
Yesterday, I had my appointment for a LEEP procedure for some cancerous cells on my cervix. This was my second procedure, and i must say, very painful! And scary too! But, a WONDERFUL thing resulted from this meeting. The doctor wanted to see my throat. I showed her and she asked me some simple questions and I thought that was it.....Then today, she called me personally! She said she had been up all night researching, checking my file and wracking her brain. She called numerous specialists and got me an appointment for Monday. Yes, Monday! She was amazed that I am living with this pain and growth and have been since May of last year. And for once, a doctor was concerned about me. She wanted to help me. She went above and beyond and out of her job requirements, and did whatever she had to do for me. A patient she did a routine procedure on. That she met for 20 minutes just yesterday. I admit. I cried. For almost a year I have been begging doctors, calling people, researching, trying to get someone to help me and here she is. She did say she is pretty sure, that it is a cancerous tumor. But at this point, I don't care if it's gangrene. I just want help. I want to have my life back. I want to spend a day pain free. I want to have the energy to go for a bike ride with my daughter. I want to go on adventures with the love of my life. I want to be me again and not ruled by my health. And all because one person took interest. Finally. Regardless of what it is (although, I always kind of assumed it was a cancerous tumor) at least I will have an answer. I can finally get treatment. I can finally be taken seriously.
I can finally start living my life again.
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