Looking over our claims from last year I calculated that I am in the doctor’s office or therapy facility with the kids (okay, mostly Mattie) an average of 16 times a month. I have watched the kids have surgery, cleaned wounds, done physical therapy, cleaned pin sites, cut out stitches, emptied drains…you name it. I have dealt with the good, bad, and the ugly. You would think that going to the doctor would be a non event.
You would think wrong! I am the world biggest chicken. I went to the doctor back in 2007 and had several new health issues brought to my attention. I failed the dreaded PAP screening. Went back for a biopsy and was told that I was pre-cancerous. Good times! I also got word that my genes and eating habits had caught up with me that my cholesterol was high. I started new meds for the cholesterol and agreed to go back in 6 months for a follow up PAP. Several month latter I went in to have some hip pain addressed. (broke my arm and hurt my leg in an eyebrow plucking incident…that will have to be a whole other post.) They took x-rays and addressed some issues with my back and changed my cholesterol meds.
Fast forward to 2010..Yep, it took me that long to go back. I finally went in for a physical (and a tongue thrashing from my doc) They noticed my thyroid was enlarged and sent me off for an ultrasound. I also finally had a new PAP and some blood work. Miracle of miracles my cervix is good as gold. Not only did I not develop cancer.. the cells all look normal. My cholesterol and tryglicerides suck. I will be starting a new diet this week and have been put on new meds. (I promised to take them for more than a month this time.) My thyroid is enlarged and has a nodule. I get to go back in a few months and have it scanned again along with some more blood work. I also got to experience the joy of my first mamogram. Did I mention that I am getting old and falling apart??
Okay, so I have no real reason to be blogging about all of this.. No real deep meaning or thought provoking info here.. Just wanted to let everyone know that this year I am officially declaring this to be the Year Of The Mom! My doctor told me it was time. She even offered to write me a script to go get my nails done. (she thought Steve might want as note) It has been such a huge relief to get all this gunk over with. None of it was fun. Got some good news and some bad. …but I know were I stand. No more worrying about what might be found or what lies lurking around the corner. I survived the dreaded check up. I paid attention to me.
Make this the Year of the Mom in your house. Go get a check-up.