As mentioned in passing in an earlier post, about a month ago I was diagnosed with a 10cm ovarian cyst. Symptoms started right at the beginning of the year and since then have progressively worsened. Initially it was diagnosed as a mild urinary infection, confirmed by tests, but when antibiotics didn’t actually clear things up I had an ultrasound and there she was, large as life. Or as large as a small grapefruit, in fact.
I finally saw the registrar today to see what happens next and I am happy to say that surgery is on the cards. It’s a simple cyst, filled with mucous/liquid so unlikely to have any complications but they have to check for tumour markers anyway. And I might need a CT scan to find out which ovary it’s attached to because the ultrasound couldn’t tell.
And then, at some point within the next 6 – 8 weeks, I’ll be having fun with a laparoscopy (keyhole surgery). Hopefully the cyst will come away easily, because if it doesn’t they’ll have to engage in a little more rummaging, which would blow my chances of going in and out in a single day.
I have to say that I really can’t wait. At the moment I barely have a day, or more to the point, a night, without having to take some painkillers. It’s just impossible to sleep without chemical help as there simply is no comfortable position to lie in. And my poor bladder is all squished up into a boomerang shape, which means I’m constantly having to go for a wee. This is time consuming, given the amount of tea I drink.
But I am counting myself lucky as there are many worse things to happen, and my family has had more than enough medical drama in the last six months. I will be glad to get this all over and done with, though, and get back to being able to bounce a cat up and down on my stomach without yelping.
Further updates as and when.