Ok, I know I promised to post about the weekend. And I will. As soon as I have a few minutes to myself to do it justice.

But first, I have a strong need to write about what happened yesterday.

As some of you know, I've been having chick problems. There have been a lot of words - very scary words bantied about. Endometriosis. Hysterec...the word that I refuse to repeat. Over the last 6 weeks or so, I've been having a battery of tests. The good news as I mentioned before is that it looks to be correctable, but I hadn't talked to the specialist yet.

Yesterday was that appointment.

Let me first say that getting into a specialist in 17 days is a record. Once my doctor got my results back from the ultrasound on September 11, she put a request in for the gynecologist and was able to get me an appointment in just under 3 weeks. Unheard of...at least in my medical history and well, I've had quite a few things to go by.

I met with her yesterday and she is a very sweet-seeming Russian-accented woman. Not only very learned, but also a very good bedside manner. I was put at ease immediately.

However, she had some not so good things to say. There is a reason for my discomfort and a big one. I have a 5 to 7cm fluid mass in my uterus. It's not cancer. It's not tissue but just fluid. Thankfully. It is why I have been in constant pain for several months. Imagine bad cramping...now imagine that every single day for months. Sadly, you get used to it. Some days are worse than others but it's just always there.

She said to me...'Are you [sic] stoke?'. I asked her to repeat herself. 'Stoke?'

'You know...someone who don't talk 'bout it when things aren't right?'

Ooooh, STOIC! Of course! Well, I wouldn't call myself that, but maybe in denial? If I ignore it, it'll go away, right?

Bottom line is I'm going to be booked into the hospital for day surgery. It should be able to be taken care of with a D&C. I don't know much about that, so if you can shed some light on the after effects, feel free to email me.

Of course, because it is only fluid and not life-threatening, it will not be immediate. While they will keep me on a priority, I am looking at approximately 3 months wait. Which means New York is temporarily off the radar until this is cleared up. That makes me sad, but at the same time, just the mere thought of being pain free is making me very happy. Could that actually be possible?