Okay, so I went to my Doctor to talk about a couple of things. Mostly my arthritis for my Disability, partly to talk about some stomach “issues” I’d been having. Now, I have to confess, I do use WebMD, and a few other online symptom trackers/definition web sites. So, when I put in my symptoms and hit search and everything from irritable bowel to pancreatic cancer came up, saying I was concerned was an understatement. Even though I was concerned, I tried to remind myself that I didn’t have a lot of the symptoms for any of the possible diagnosis listed. So I asked today. I explained the symptoms, I could feel my stomach move, it felt like a small rock, and it hurt when I coughed or sneezed or laughed or “strained”. And here it is – a hernia. A Ventral Hernia, to be precise. I really had to look to find a not gross picture of a ventral hernia.
So I’m under orders to not lift/carry anything over 5 pounds (I can’t even carry my own groceries.), rest – a lot – and have a consultation with a surgeon, to set up the surgery. I have that set for the 29th.
Even after all the reading and questions, yes, I ask questions of my Doctor and of my sister, I’m still, concerned. I know that hernia surgeries are done frequently and that it is really minor surgery, but it is surgery. Am I being silly for being concerned? My sister thinks I am.
Oh, and add to the above that I have allergy caused pink eye. I’m just so happy with today. But, as my Mom keeps telling me, “it could be something a lot worse and you needed to know…”
Yea, yea, yea…