Goodness
This last semster is shaping into be a bit of a dramatic one. I consciously did not tell my dad about my ovarian cyst because I knew he would worry. Well I told him the other night after I heard a very strange rumor going around about me in Cedar Rapids, NE. The rumor is that I am pregnant, so I quickly called my dad and told him that if he heard, I am not pregnant (it seems that people spread the most crazy rumors about people they know wouldn't get themselves in trouble), and that maybe some of my friends got confused with the word fetus and cyst. He exclaimed, "You have a CYST!" Thus began his worry and his parental banter started. He called my mom and asked if I had cancer. The poor guy, so to ease his worry I'm seeing Nancy in the Health Center, she seems to be the only decent nurse there, or one that is capable to give answers.
Staying on the subject of the cyst, my mom thinks that I should consider getting it removed since it has not gone away in two months, it's making me irregular (sorry to my guy friends on this one), and it's painful during and after I run (and I'm training to run an 8K). Thus, it is getting in the way of my everyday activities, along with making it hard to sleep. Also, since my dad knows, he is saying I should get it taken out no matter how much it costs, he also states that it's much more important than class or schoolwork...easier said than done...I'm just glad I have insurance, if I need a procedure done. So basically I'm up in the air about surgery or not, yes my life would be MUCH better if it came out, but I don't want to get it taken out if it is unnecessary. I guess I'll just ask Nancy about it, after she checks it out.
So until Thursday!
Staying on the subject of the cyst, my mom thinks that I should consider getting it removed since it has not gone away in two months, it's making me irregular (sorry to my guy friends on this one), and it's painful during and after I run (and I'm training to run an 8K). Thus, it is getting in the way of my everyday activities, along with making it hard to sleep. Also, since my dad knows, he is saying I should get it taken out no matter how much it costs, he also states that it's much more important than class or schoolwork...easier said than done...I'm just glad I have insurance, if I need a procedure done. So basically I'm up in the air about surgery or not, yes my life would be MUCH better if it came out, but I don't want to get it taken out if it is unnecessary. I guess I'll just ask Nancy about it, after she checks it out.
So until Thursday!