Doctors, Doctors, Doctors!

I recently changed my HMO to a PPO to have more control over my medical problems.  After visiting my new primary care doctor, she recommended going to my GYN doctor.  Because when you have one women's disease, it could lead to more, she stated.  What a way to make you more nervous than you already are.

I was able to get a GYN appointment with my doctor right away.  Of course it was emotional.  I cried when I told her I should have listened to her.  How I was stubborn and now have to live with the results.  She was sweet when we spoke about my mom passing.  It was touching to have a doctor care in such a manner.  After explaining my concerns for my visit she prepared tests for the pelvic exam, first a pap smear.

It is never a comfortable exam being propped up in certain manner to see the cervix, but once she was viewing my insides she said I had a polyp.  A pretty big one.  Uh oh, now I'm scared about another health issue.  The doctor then removed the polyp, showing me before placing in the cup for pathology.  Yup, it was a big polyp, about 2 inches in length.  The doctor also performed a test by inserting something through the cervix into the uterous.   Not a pleasant experience, but lasted 20 seconds.  She explained with these tests and a sonogram (scheduled for next week), will help determine if there is anything to be addressed.

Today's technology has certainly improved over the years.  Before entering the doctor's office, I kept thinking I would be subjected to a colposcopy.  These are not pleasant, bee sting my a$$.  If you've had one, then you know what I mean.  The good news is the polyp pathology came back benign. 

My GYN doctor also gave me a breast surgeon recommendation.  It's time to have the lump removed, it has been a year.  The Tamoxifen has put me into menopause and hasn't reduced the lump.  Which now concerns me. 

I'm thinking about having a double mastectomy.  It's about the possibility of cancer spreading to the second breast in the future.  Why go through breast cancer surgery twice.  Also for me the idea of having a deformed breast and then having to get specialty bras or bathing suits is unappealing.  It's about being comfortable.  I've had DDD breasts, wearing underwire bras for most of my adult life.  Plus I have gotten used to not wearing one.  My boobs are no longer perky, swinging left and right like they just don't care. 

Besides having scars after a double mastectomy, I would have a tattoo to cover what once was.  A breast cancer survivor representation.

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I have setup a GoFundMe page for donations to help with my medical bills.  Your generosity is humbling and appreciated.

Be genuine, share yourself and have a fabulous day!  Susan (aka SuzzzyGal)

Disclaimer:  I am not a medical professional and any information contained here is an opinion.  Seek advice from a professional.