This morning I had a fine needle biopsy done. No biggie. Had it done before, I’m so experienced o’wot yeah. I was going ask everybody pray fo’me but I was like nah, I go pray myself. I can. I mean da extra always helps but I figgah get people wit moe hardships den me and my in office biopsy right. I was like just another doctas visit. Oh except I getting stabbed inda neck.
K-so I went no big deal right. I lie down, da nurse hold da ultrasound camera dilly and da docta stab me in da neck with one 5-6 inch needle dat suck cells outta my neck so can send’um to da lab. Simple procedure. Except if you think about it too much.
Needles! Stabbing in da neck! HELLO!
Pretty graphic yeah. A Discovery Health channel image or something to that effect. LOL
I’m lying there trying to not make funny face cause if I move my face muscles I’m moving my neck mucsles. No ‘pose to move gotta keep still, serious kine. I mean it could get ugly yeah, long needle in neck, neck muscles moving…use your imagination. Some serious oow-wees yeah.
One sample on one side was done so was going do da ada side. Da nurse asks me “Does it hurt?” Its local anesthesia kine. I tell her it feels like cramps. She’s like “you have cramps? Where your back where is it hurting?” I’m like - NO, da sensation ITS like having cramps. It feels like my uterus moved up to my neck?
Her and da docta start cracking up. Me too. Anden he tells me, “don’t swallow.” Since when does a man say dat? I got slapped. Ai us was just cracking up.
So guess now is a good time to pray. Pray da “junk cells” makidiedead or are not active. Mahalo for your pule. I guess what was .88 is now 1.10, which means theres been an increase in size or is it cells, both huh, duh? So I gotta have da shotinda-ass medicine as oppose to radioactive iodine. Which is a good thing. Usually I have “something” done yearly and its all good.
I came home with a bad headache. I’m thinking its from thinking too much about it. But my neck feels tired and a little sore. Again, too much focusing on it anden wen pau; way too tired of thinking it.
Oh and to make it worst, I had a dentist appointment scheduled too in da aftanoon. I was thinking, take off one day and squeeze in as may appointments as possible. You know what? Thats not such a good idea. Not wit one docta stabbing my neck anden anoda one digging in my mouth with that supersonic stuff that gave my headache a headache.
I tawt I was hudhead, but I not. I just one sowa head. What with all dese doctas humbugging me. LOL Preventive care. I figgah each visit adds a day or month or year to my life so its all good. Neva mind complaining. My BAD for scheduling two appointments on da same day. Sheesh live and learn yeah. *L*
Gotta go take my drugs and get to bed. Hanahana manana.
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January 30th, 2008 at 10:52 pm
Hugs to you, Lika. You had a rougn day.
You could have asked for prayers, and many would freely give them. I will.
Stop thinking so much! Ask your DH for a neck massage!
February 1st, 2008 at 5:22 am
Lika, sending positive thoughts, prayers, vibes, etc. your way.
Just breathe & try not too worry too much (now’s the time to use your ball of aloha to help you relax & de-stress).
Hugs!
February 1st, 2008 at 9:26 am
Going be praying for you too, tita…
“Shrink, come mo small, go away, shrink, come mo small, go away…” \m/
February 1st, 2008 at 1:44 pm
Definitely going be praying foa u. Give da bad cells da slippa and no lettum come insai. Makediedead dem, every singo one.
Hard time waiting foa da results. I get one spesho friend doing da same thing. Wait wait wait. I wonda if doctors gotta wait as long as us.
Big time pule going out your way; and by da way, mahalo foa ask. Dat is wat ‘ohana foa.