Tori’s Writing Hole

I went back to the doctor (GYN) on Wednesday and was told news that floored me. I went in expecting to hear, well, you’ve got a cyst - we’ll keep an eye on it - and that’s it. Instead, I got the tsk. No one wants to hear the tsk - its cousin, the hmm is pretty bad too. Evidently, my ultrasound showed that I had a mass, not just a cyst, on my ovary. This is bad. I didn’t have an infection at all (so I took two weeks of nausea-inducing antibiotics for nothing) and there’s a chance I could have cancer.

*Deep Breath*

My mom had three primary cancers (breast twice and kidney once), so I’m freaking. I know my chances are pretty slim, after all, I’m very young for ovarian cancer. The scary thing is my mom’s chances for breast cancer were slim as well - they (doctors) told her it was a 99% chance that the findings were not cancer. She’s had a double mastectomy since then.

I have been tested (or blood drawn for) a cancer marker, CA 125. If it’s slightly elevated, it indicates endometriosis, and the fact that my tumor is probably really a blood-filled chocolate cyst. If it’s super high… well, either way someone’s going to be cutting into my tummy soon. In four weeks, I get another ultrasound, and I’ll know for sure. Hopefully, high dose birth control will shrink it if it’s an endometrial cyst.

I’m very scared, but have a loving family and friends, so I know I’ll get through this. Any positive energy would be appreciated, though!

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