I love my family and friends, but I'm not good at remembering all the people I need to e-mail so I started this blog so that you can all check it and not miss one gory detail.
The first part of May my MD removed what we thought was a sebaceous cyst (that's scientific talk for really big zit) at first but after he got cutting we, or rather he, discovered that it was a tumor. The funny part is that when he finally got it out of my body it stuck to everything. It stuck to his glove the metal instruments he used to remove it, EVERYTHING. It took him a good minute just to get it in the jar. The Dr. sent it off for testing and the pathologists had to collaborate to come up with a name for my growth. They believe it is benign but they say my growth is/was? really rare meaning they've never seen anything like it before. I always knew I was special!
They are sending me to the Head Goo-Roo at St. Louis University Dermatology on June 4th because the regular Dr wasn't able to remove the whole tumor. The 4th is an initial consultation and we will schedule Mohs surgery after that appointment. Maybe the specialist will know something more or maybe I'll be his science experiment. Time will tell. Maybe they'll pay off half my mortgage if I pitch a fit about letting them keep my precious tumor! I doubt it.
Chris's prognosis is that it's a calcium deposit and that I will live for a very long time. My prognosis is that it's a really unique type of Velcro that sticks to anything and after I figure out how to manufacture more I will live a life of fame and fortune. We figure we probably know just as much as the doctors at this point so why not make a prediction. Any other predictions are most welcome. Please leave a comment.
Lov ya all!
Becky
4 comments:
Joel says it's a frog (not sure how it got in there) He says a witch put it there. You need to go to a spook and have him bind it so it will stop growing and come out. Then you have to dig a pit, throw in the frog, put bars over the pit and you're good.
Jarell says it's a microscopic little peoples that were trying to invade your brain through your armpit. When you went on your space trip aliens found you with your little peoples and covered up the hole with glue and put you through a time warp machine.
I love your new blog. I hope all goes well. Too bad you have to wait so long to get to the next Dr.
I love your blog, and I especially enjoyed your piano teaching under a tornado watch. That's an experience I've never had, hope I don't ever have one.
I Love you, Grandma J
Duct Tape called, it wants it's sticky stuff back.
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