I suppose I ought to write an update. After all, much has happened in the past week. [Warning: the following may be too much information for some of you, but it's relevant to my update] Wednesday, I went in to ask the doctor to put me back on the pill. My period's been really crazy lately, and that's why I'd gone on it in the first place... not to mention the killer cramps (see several previous posts on that note). What should've been simple ended up sending me to the hospital the next day for an ultrasound. In his examination, my doctor found that my right ovary was swollen and had growths building on it--less than a year ago, my examination came back completely normal.
Thursday, I had the great pleasure of waking up at 6:15 a.m. to inhale 32 ounces of soda before my test at 7:30. I sat for half an hour in the waiting room, my bladder hating me, and finally they took me in. My poooooor bladder.
The next day, the doctor's office called. They recommended that I get in to see a specialist as soon as possible. I have several cysts on my right ovary, one of which, due to the fact that it's filled with both fluid and solid parts, appears to be either infectious or neoplasmic. For those of you unaware, neoplasm is another way of referring to a tumor, either benign or malignant. Either way, it's gotta come out (possibly with my ovary) because of its increasing size.
I have an OB/GYN appointment on January 3, and if I need surgery (which I seem to at this point), I'll be going in the next day.
Anyway, that's what's been going on lately, and it explains why I've been feeling like crap all semester. In spite of the negativity involved in the diagnosis, it's kind of comforting to know that all my exhaustion, restlessness, moodiness, cramps, etc. was not all in my head or due to personal physical weakness. I have something going on in there, and by simple cause-and-effect, it's affecting everything else.
Moral of the story: Ladies, PLEASE do not neglect your yearly PAP smear... this is a very sneaky thing and more common than you may think.
Prayer is greatly appreciated (though I'm not really scared or anything yet). Anyway, now you know.
Peace out, yo.