I am so terrified of the disaster that trump could potentially leave this world in that every time I hear his voice I become nauseated. I'm not kidding you.
An event I neglected to mention because it is a little bit embarrassing is that a couple of weeks ago I woke up and was in such pain that I asked Evan to drive me to the emergency room. I thought it was appendicitis, and so did the ER people, but a CAT scan said it was not appendicitis. Most likely it is a burst ovarian cyst which I am told by everyone who ever had one is quite painful. Ok. The CAT scan did however see some cysts and also some stuff on my liver. They gave me an ultrasound too. I went to the gyn about the cysts (getting another ultrasound next week) and am going to the good doc Tuesday about my liver. Frankly, I am more concerned about the liver because now I have weird pains coming from that area. I've had strange sensations there ever since getting my gall bladder out 4 years ago, and have been told that it isn't uncommon for a gall stone to be left behind after the surgery which might continue to hurt, blah blah blah... Everyone (as in the average people I chat with at the dog park-not doctors) thinks it is normal, but I vividly recall everyone telling me it was normal for babies to poop a lot when I said I was overwhelmed with the amount of diaper changing and no one ever asked how many poopy diapers I was changing for Matt (12 or so-12 poops a day!) and I never knew that this was completely abnormal until Evan came along 4 years later with his normal digestive system. Then I wondered about the idiots who thought 3 or 4 poops a day were a lot. Wussies. My point here is that I do not think the sensation emanating from my liver area is normal and am doubtful of anyone in the medical community taking anything I say seriously, because that just seems to be how it goes for me. Biggest fear? My mom's cancer was tucked behind her liver, so even though it was in her entire abdomen by the time she sought help for it, it started behind the liver.
So, just for the record, here is the recap: I've been having bouts of nausea since the summer (oh yeah, issues with frequent elimination as well) and increasingly sharp pains in the liver area, with maybe a burst ovarian cyst thrown in for giggles. Yahoo for getting older.
Speaking of getting older, holy mother of all things I do not want on my face- no one told me that women can get the wiry eye brow hairs! As far as I can recall, my mother barely had eye brows, she just drew them on every day. Is it possible she was so upset about the thick telephone cables growing out of her brows that she just plucked them off? Grandma didn't have much in the brow region either, and I know from her chinny chin chin that she was not a tweezing enthusiast, so ....What gives mother nature? Is this how it goes down, I just turn into a man? I don't want to turn into a man! Not even for all the privilege that comes along with being a man! Do you hear me universe? I would rather be a woman and face all the discrimination that comes along with being a woman than be a man, so take your big thick eye brow wires back!!