The works of Thy Hands.

I know I keep getting behind in my medical updates – it’s just been SO busy with finals, research papers, and everything else (alright, I know… terrible excuse… but it’s the best I’ve got)! 😉 Here’s the latest update from this past Friday.

14 October 2010

My appointment with the fertility specialist was this past Thursday at 4:00. Getting there in plenty of time, I was handed about 5 pages worth or paperwork – most of which inquired about my family medical history (of which I know nothing since I’m adopted) and my relationship with my spouse (oh wait…).  After filling out what I could, I handed it back to the secretary and took my seat in the waiting room.

A few minutes later a nurse called my name and led me to a small room where she checked my vitals and asked a few questions, then I was led back to the waiting room again. About 20 minutes later the specialist himself came out to the waiting room and escorted me back to his office where the rest of our meeting would take place. It started off with small-talk, he asked me a few questions about myself and my situation, and he told me his crudentials. My mother sat across the table from me, interjecting a few comments here and there to fill in the gaps. Eventually I handed him a CD with the pictures and results from the MRI I had done a couple weeks ago. He flipped through the images until he found a couple that really caught his interest.

 
 

Me at "20-weeks-pregnant" (with twin... tumors!) - before treatments are started.

“What is that…? Is that… no… that’s not my stomach, is it? no, wait… is THAT the large tumor?!”

  I asked in a very shocked, surprised tone.

“Yes, it’s very large… in fact, this is the point at which I’d use the term ‘massive’ to describe this. It’s ginormous.”  The docter looked at me again. “Here’s the smaller one… you can see it’s on your right side, about three inches above your belly button. You’re body is at the 20-weeks stage of pregnancy – that’s exactly what you look like.”

We talked for a few more minutes and I finally came right out with the questions. “Can we do surgery next week? Is that possibly? Because honestly, it hurts… and I don’t want to be miserable like this. I’d just like to get it over with…”

He peered over the brim of his glasses and shook his head, “I honestly don’t think that’s in your best interest…”

He went on to explain the problem with trying to pull a “massive tumor” out of a 6″-7″ hole cut in my abdomen. I asked him what alternative we had, or what he suggested to be the better way to go. He said he wants to try to shrink them by injecting me with Lupron (I believe is what he called it) – at least up to 50% – before attempting surgery. He said the tumors are basically feeding on excessive amounts of estrogen, so basically what the injections will do is completely shut down my reproductive system for 4 months and put me through menopause – oh the joy! The goal is to perform the surgery in February or March. If the injections don’t seem to be working and the tumors don’t seem to be shrinking within a month or two, he’s going to abort that mission and operate right away, because at that point he’ll have reason to believe they could be malignant.

With knowing what the other surgeon said about if complications arose, I may have to have a complete hysterectomy I wanted to know the specialist’s thoughts on the matter. He said the chances of that happening to me are very slim, but if complications arose and he couldn’t stop the bleeding after the surgery – he isn’t going to let me lay there and bleed to death – that would ultimately be the end result. I asked him what his track record was as far as “unnexpected” hysterectomies went, and he said he’s only had it happen once in all his years of practice (and he’s been in the business for 29 years). Also, being concerned with whether or not this was going to affect whether or not I will be able to have children one day, I asked him what my chances are. He said I shouldn’t have a problem in the future at all, but I’ll have to have c-sections because I won’t be able to go through labor (I’m sorry, do you hear me complaining?!) haha.

To make a long story short, I start my treatments tomorrow – but first I have to have a couple more ultrasounds done and a pap smear. Yay, fun. Pray for me… and let’s get this thing moving!

“For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.” ~ Psalm 92:4

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Posted on October 18, 2010, in Personal and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Blessings precious Heather Joy… we are praying for you and with you in Christ Jesus!

    We will stand with you as you shrink that mass in the triumph of Psalm 92:

    “For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.” ~ Psalm 92:4

    You are the work of His hands…the mass is not…so it must decrease, so it can be removed. May God be exalted! May the “horn” of Christ’s salvation be with you through this.

    “They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;

    “To shew that the LORD is upright: He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.” v. 14-15

    He is Your Rock!!! Hold on to the Rock through any fear and pain. He is there with you.

    Take good care of your temple. 1 Corinthians 6:19
    Praying for a miraculous weekend, and that you can enJOY God’s Presence…
    in Christ’s Peace,
    Peggy

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