My Incomplete Puzzle
It is time to face the reality of life that there are some places on our body that should not be cut open and sewed back together. Case in point-your bum. Well, mine anyway and this is all from experience.
It all started on 7/25 when I had the biopsies on my left behind cheek. For those of you who do not recall that story, lets recap. It was the nurse, knowing full well that I was getting 2 bipsies and moles removed from my back & backside, asks me if I want a gown to sit in before the doctor comes in?
Please let me know if you know anyone who is sits in their doctors office in the all-natural, I would love to meet them.
Me, I am ok with the gown on, thank you and having all of my business covered. The early morning after the biopsies took place, I started having severe spasms in that entire area. It prevented me from doing all of my normal "sit down" activities.
The good news is that during that time, the house got really clean. I even cleaned cobwebs out of every corner. I did, however feel bad about taking some of them down, because they were large and looked like they had taken the spiders a long time to build!
Sorry, moving on, its 8/5 and the biopsies came back. The lower area had cancer cells. I was actually okay with that because the pathologist was fairly certain it was in-situ which means that it is Stage 0, abnormal melanocytes are found and may become cancer and spread into nearby normal tissue.
The scars would not be anything like before. The upper one was bothersome and it was a bit of a worry, but I have come to terms with the idea that I will continue to press on.
My heart was heavy with the dermatolgist doing the surgery. I know this is something that happens all of the time, dermatologists doing minor surgeries in their offices, but I knew it was my choice and so I went back to my comfort zone of Dr.Searles, my surgeon.
Nothing was changing with my spasms and I tried several things before I ended up in the ER. The ER provided me some comfort and then 3 short days later, it was surgery. Thank goodness after surgery my spasms stopped. My lastest biopsies came back and it was a celebration that the cancer was gone!
Everything, once again, had been removed.
It didn't stop there, remember, it's me and nothing I ever do is on the normal side of life. My pathology report came back bizarre. It showed in both areas that something was "off". It said things like:
inflammatory exudate and spongiosis
edema with reactive vessels and fibrosis
perivascular chronic inflammatory cell infiltrate with scattered eosinophils
I was scheduled to go to my oncologist 3 days later, so more waiting with this strange pathology report of the unknown.
I saw Dr. Constantino 8/28 and every puzzle piece was put together.
When I had the biopsies on 7/25, something that was done on that day, or injected into me, caused a severe reaction on the inside muscle area, causing spasms in that area, and then having surgery, being diagnosed with a staph infection, and getting the correct medication to clear it all up had fixed everything.
So many times in this life, we are handed pieces of a puzzle but we cannot see the "big picture" of what the pieces make.
I continue to struggle daily with the pieces that I have.
I continue to ask God daily to put my puzzle together but again & again, he continues to say "Hold on Heather, I know what I'm doing."
It all started on 7/25 when I had the biopsies on my left behind cheek. For those of you who do not recall that story, lets recap. It was the nurse, knowing full well that I was getting 2 bipsies and moles removed from my back & backside, asks me if I want a gown to sit in before the doctor comes in?
Please let me know if you know anyone who is sits in their doctors office in the all-natural, I would love to meet them.
Me, I am ok with the gown on, thank you and having all of my business covered. The early morning after the biopsies took place, I started having severe spasms in that entire area. It prevented me from doing all of my normal "sit down" activities.
The good news is that during that time, the house got really clean. I even cleaned cobwebs out of every corner. I did, however feel bad about taking some of them down, because they were large and looked like they had taken the spiders a long time to build!
Sorry, moving on, its 8/5 and the biopsies came back. The lower area had cancer cells. I was actually okay with that because the pathologist was fairly certain it was in-situ which means that it is Stage 0, abnormal melanocytes are found and may become cancer and spread into nearby normal tissue.
The scars would not be anything like before. The upper one was bothersome and it was a bit of a worry, but I have come to terms with the idea that I will continue to press on.
My heart was heavy with the dermatolgist doing the surgery. I know this is something that happens all of the time, dermatologists doing minor surgeries in their offices, but I knew it was my choice and so I went back to my comfort zone of Dr.Searles, my surgeon.
Nothing was changing with my spasms and I tried several things before I ended up in the ER. The ER provided me some comfort and then 3 short days later, it was surgery. Thank goodness after surgery my spasms stopped. My lastest biopsies came back and it was a celebration that the cancer was gone!
Everything, once again, had been removed.
It didn't stop there, remember, it's me and nothing I ever do is on the normal side of life. My pathology report came back bizarre. It showed in both areas that something was "off". It said things like:
inflammatory exudate and spongiosis
edema with reactive vessels and fibrosis
perivascular chronic inflammatory cell infiltrate with scattered eosinophils
I was scheduled to go to my oncologist 3 days later, so more waiting with this strange pathology report of the unknown.
I saw Dr. Constantino 8/28 and every puzzle piece was put together.
When I had the biopsies on 7/25, something that was done on that day, or injected into me, caused a severe reaction on the inside muscle area, causing spasms in that area, and then having surgery, being diagnosed with a staph infection, and getting the correct medication to clear it all up had fixed everything.
So many times in this life, we are handed pieces of a puzzle but we cannot see the "big picture" of what the pieces make.
I continue to struggle daily with the pieces that I have.
I continue to ask God daily to put my puzzle together but again & again, he continues to say "Hold on Heather, I know what I'm doing."
Every day I am continuing to struggle through my thoughts, my pains, and my future, but today I see something brighter than I did yesterday and everyday I get a new piece to my incomplete puzzle.
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