Thursday, July 2, 2009

The Mysterious Armpuff

Well, the armpuff mystery is still somewhat unsolved. I've been all over the place for this thing, and I'm about sick of doctors' offices. I've had an ultrasound, I've taken a round of antibiotics for this thing (my CNM prescribed those), I've been to a regular MD, and today, I went to a surgeon.

The surgeon was a bit more alarmed about it than I thought he'd be (so far, nobody has been overly alarmed about it—which is fine by me). (I went to this surgeon not long after Nora was born because I had an "issue." He actually didn't want to do surgery on me for that "issue," so when the MD was referring me to a surgeon, I requested this guy. I felt like he wouldn't cut me if he didn't have to.) So, now, I'm waiting for a phone call to make an appointment (obnoxious) for an MRI. I'm not sure when I'm going to be hearing from them. I'm supposed to call the surgeon's office if I don't hear from them by Tuesday morning. So, that's a bit frustrating.

I'm lucky that this is happening right now instead of when we'll have socialized health care. It'd be really scary to have to wait six months for that MRI (over in Chicago instead of Michigan City). That's all I'm going to say about that.

I've never had any weird "health things" happen to me in my life, so this is pretty strange. I'm trying not to be worried about it, but I'm finding that a bit challenging. I probably wouldn't be concerned at all if I weren't about to be the mom of two. You know? Okay. Maybe I still would be a little bit, but I'd be able to shrug it off a little better, I guess. I suppose if I had an appointment made for this MRI, I'd be less anxious. So . . . one thing at a time. Baby steps to the phone call to make the appointment. Baby steps.

I forgot to mention the fact that the surgeon wants to remove this lump no matter what the MRI says. The MRI is basically a precaution (he feels that the ultrasound doesn't really give a good enough look at the situation). The plan for now is to remove it after the baby is born (outpatient-style). I'm not looking forward to that.

I've never had surgery for anything before. I had two of my wisdom teeth cut out one at a time (I didn't even get put to sleep for that). That's about as severe as I've had it. I'm such a wuss.

Nora's cryin'. Gotta go.

1 comment:

  1. I wouldn't worry too much. It's probably nothing serious, and the surgeon is just doing this job. I've had a swollen lymph node in my neck for 10 years and according to a variety of my doctors it is a completely common thing, and almost never serious. Even if he does remove it, an outpatient surgery is totally not a big thing at all. I've had many outpatient procedures like that and generally feel fine in a day or two. You'll be fine.