ok, so i have "multiple" cysts in my ovaries, mostly in one of them. she didn't say much about it really, though.
she says she isn't sure if my rash has anything to do with the rest of my sickness, but says it's possible (which would probably be lupus), but she's having me get another gallbladder test and the same bloodwork in 3 weeks to see if it's any better... or worse.
the gallbladder test is a scan where they inject you with some radioactive tracker in the arm and the liver moves it and eventually, anyway, it goes to your gallbladder then to your small intestine and a weird camera takes pictures when it's doing all that moving to see if everything's working right. that's what i gather, anyway.
that's this she said it's probably going to take alot of doctor's visits, but that we're going to figure it out. i told her i'll do whatever it takes. i can't live like this forever, it's miserable. at least everything else is going well.
i mean, except being depressed about my family dying, but there's really nothing that can be done about that. it's motivating me though. i know they can see me better now than they even could before and i want to make them proud of me going to class and getting good grades and being resposible for once. i just wish they were here.
i can't stop thinking about it really and the only thing that makes me feel better about it is praying. it's about all i do when i'm not in class or on the computer. even when i am really, it's the only thing that keeps me okay about all of this.
i talked to my dad today. he asked if i'm okay and i said, i guess, and he said, i'm not. i hate that i'm not home right now. me and my dad are both taking this really hard. i'm trying not to bring it up to people too much and basically this is the only place i can really talk about it. *sigh*
i just want to get better. it's hard dealing with so much at the same time. i know other people have it alot worse than i do, but it's just... hard i guess.
i'm trying to be good about it and not complain, but it's tough sometimes.
especially when i feel like i'm going to throw my guts all over my profs. and all the kids in my classes. blugh.
ok, guess i'm finished boo-hooing.
byeeeeee.