So, the gynaecologist is really a gyno-oncologist which makes me feel a whole lot better about sticking to this route for surgery. Staying out of the emergency ward, and travelling to Vancouver is a good thing. They are the top of the top specialists in Canada and the world.
That being said, I fear for my vagina. I was less composed than usual and the Dr. could see the upset. I couldn't really hold it back. She did an internal exam which hurt despite her having, "the smallest fingers in the office". Believe me, as weird as that sounds, I was glaaaad to hear it.
The graft/vs/host from my bone marrow transplant is scarring my vagina and closing over my cervix. Yum.
They have set a date for surgery in one month. I am so happy to have it! YAY!
After they take care of it, then my medications, including the prednisone, can be tapered off and I will be feeling like a million bucks!
Right?
4 comments:
I hope everything goes well.
Does this mean you are getting to be a born again virgin? ;)
*snickering at Lynne's comment*
You will feel better, that's for sure.
Are you still doing ok with the Tylenol/Advil combo?
A friend of mine, that is a psychiatric nurse, claimed that any doctor that decided to specialise gynaecology is the kind of person that likes to decorate their hallway by standing outside the front door and poking the paint brush in through the letter box.
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