Kristin -- you body is crazy -- that is my theory any way .hugs.

That sounds encouraging, Kristin. I certainly understand the desire to have a follow up scan rather than waiting for huge awful pain.

Yay for the positive update, Trudy. What a horror for all involved.

good news Trudy --- and ma~~~ to P-C's mom.

Damn, I meant to add ~ma for P-C's mom. Consider it sent her way.

Oh, yeah, totally. My dad is partially bionic too (knees and an artery or two).

(anyone have experience with Loestrin 24?), and claims that it should control ovulation more effectively and reduce cysts.

::raises hand::

I've been on some form of Loestrin for about four years now, ever since my ill-advised experiment with the IUD (OMGWTFIUD!)

Anyhow, the Loestrin 21 did a good job for a long time, but then I started realizing I was having really massive, painful horrible periods, which is a result of the funness (NOT) of fibroid tumors. So I've been on 24 for a couple of years, and initially it worked at keeping my periods down to 3-4 days, but the last couple of months, the debilitating cramps and (whitefonted because I realize it's lunchtime for many) excessive bleeding with giant clots have returned.

Anyhow, I need to check with my nurse practitioner-- last time my options were leave them alone and see if they remained stable, attempt to remove them laparoscopically, which would take care of them in the immediate sense, but left a good chance they could redevelop, or a partial hyst.

Not being a fan of surgery, I opted to leave them alone and they've been fine for a couple of years, but I think the time has finally come for me to make a decision. While I haven't had any plans to have any more kids for a while now, it's still a little unnerving, to say the least, to consider such major surgery. Oh, who am I kidding? It makes me want to cry like a little girl and I can't even begin to articulate why. Some writer I am.,

Oh, who am I kidding? It makes me want to cry like a little girl and I can't even begin to articulate why.

Hugs, Barb. I understand this completely.

Barb, if you want to talk about fibroids, feel free to give me a shout. I've had the laproscopy and the surgery (myomectomy, not a hysterectomy), and I'm happy to share my experiences.

t tacklehugs Vortex

How are you, lady? (Apart from annoying airlines and such.)

I think this is just a cold, but I'd hate to miss something major through ignorance.

It is excellent kitty-parenting to keep eyes open for those subtle signs. Not only do they not speak English well enough to tell us exactly what is wrong when they are sick, but they hide pain and sickness for survival-in-the-wild reasons. One of the wacky things about little kitty colds is that they can swiftly change direction into pneumonia without warning. That's why I'm all for contacting the vet over kitty-sniffles. Vets are usually great about giving guidance for "this symptom means 'bring kitty in sometime this week' but if that symptom shows up, get 'em in ASAP."

Kristin, that is certainly interesting girlibits news. I hope it turns out to be more good than bad.

Trudy, happy news! We needed that.

IOmememeN, after working 3rd shift Saturday morning, 1st shift Sunday, and 2nd shift on Monday, today I had to go into the office in order to apply for my own job. Bosslady is selling the company to someone she likes and trusts, a friendly takeover so to speak. So today was a meet and greet plus paperwork thingy. Which meant getting up and going to the office four hours before my real shift starts. Ok, so I had time for a nap in between, but Lo and Behold! The phone rings in the middle of my nap time. I'm at the point where waking up enough to process whether I need to answer the phone or not requires enough adrenaline that I'm pretty much fucked for sleep afterwards even if it's totally unimportant.

One of the cats threw up on my bed yesterday, so I'm short of blankets until I have the energy to wash the comforter, etc.

And there's another stupid staff meeting at 9am tomorrow at one of the group homes, and yet another on Friday somewhere else.

I'm gonna feel like a zombie by the weekend.