So my posts usually go up on tuesday morning/afternoon. However the past few nights I kept thinking about what this week was and even after finishing it, I changed my mind. Hence why I never posted last week, SORRY!! So sadly you will have to wait til next week for another update to craziness. But in the meantime I want to have a serious moment.
This past year has been anything but a breeze. I feel as though 2015 was meant to open my eyes into what's really important, how things can easily change, focus on my happiness, and work on my personal growth. While the infamous turkey day was approaching, the thing I am most happiest to have is my health. For those of you who have followed me on instagram, you know exactly what I am talking about.
So let's think about this. There was one day at work when my heart was just killing me, to the extent where it was too painful to breathe. Now please note, that I have had this pain before but just minor pains that would pass within an hour. This time around it was severe. So me being the person I am, waited it out for a bit to see how I was feeling. After about 3 hours of continuous pain, I checked into the ER. My handsome but retarded doctor told me, after about 5 hours of no real consideration or attention said I am fine and should just go home and relax. He claims that my heart was just pressing against some organs. I took it upon myself to get a second opinion.
I am a drama queen when it comes to my health, ask anyone that truly knows me. I turn into the biggest baby and want everyone to take care of me. I think I am only entitled to it since I am always taking care of everyone else. So upon my second opinion, I was told to wear a monitor for 24 hours, which was not fun at all, very uncomfortable. After 3 days I found out that I have an irregular heartbeat that can cause me to have these type of pains when I am thoroughly stressed. Which helps that I am 99.9% stressed....thanks body. Can I just say that when I told my second doctor what was told to me at the ER, he laughed and said, he might as well have said "Just run around to make sure you are still alive". Wow is all I can say...
The next episode happened last month technically. I went to get my usual mammogram done when I found out that one of my cysts have grown twice its size in the past year. I was happy to find out that is was benign [non cancerous], which is always important. Yet she said because it was over 2 cm, so she felt it best to have it removed. [Please ask me if I was happy to have it removed...yes to surgery, no to being cut open].
If you don't want to know the full surgery details, skip this next paragraph.
When I went into the specialist, she explained to me that my cyst was at the bottom of my breast [6pm], that she would cut right under my nipple in order to reach into it and grab it out. Doesn't it just sound delightful? But it's all good because I was thoroughly drugged and didn't feel anything until I got home and wanted to cry. Currently in a better place since it's been about a month, but the random shooting pains, certainly wasn't what I was expecting.
So after the lovely past few months/year I've had, I am happy to be in a better state mentally and healthy for the most part. But I think with all that has happened, all I can do is say thank you god and thank my family. My sister was my nurse and my mom was her assistant, which by the way my mom is the real life certified nurses aid. Sometimes I really have to thank god for these two incredible women.
While I didnt get to spend my thanksgiving as hoped, it was still a fun one with my my beau and pain in the butt sister, Melissa. I am happy and blessed with what I have, it's more than some have and less than others, and yet, it's perfect for me. Hope you guys enjoyed your thanksgiving!