About 3 years ago I discovered a mole on my stomach. It was a new mole, one I had never seen before. It started off fairly small but it continued to grow. I had kept an eye on it and thought it was something I would eventually have checked out. When I had my initial breast exam last March, the doctor suggested that after I see a breast surgeon, I should go to a dermatologist. That was probably the smartest thing that doctor said to me the entire visit. Just for the record, this was the doctor from the clinic not any of my current doctors. In fact, she is the one that when I asked for a script for a mammogram she said to me " Oh they won't do a mammogram on you, your too young for breast cancer". Right, so like I was saying- not very helpful. Since things have calmed down a bit, I showed this mole to my oncologist who suggested I have their dermatologist take a look. I thought it was probably a good idea, so I agreed. I went to the dermatologist who biopsied the mole right then and there. I figure it was out now and it will be all fine...Wrong! I received a phone call from my oncologist DrW. right before Christmas. She didn't want me to panic when the dermatology office called. "It is not cancer and it has nothing to do with your breast cancer, but it must come out surgically" It was a precancerous mole that "could" turn into melanoma. I was told by the surgeon that there was no real rush so as soon as I was feeling up to it, we would get the procedure done. She then started to explain that the healing time would be two week with 2 layers of stitches and I would not be able to exercise during that time. That was all I heard from that point forward. More restrictions, just when I'm starting to feel good and getting back on a routine. As much as the idea of not being able to exercise for two weeks made me angry and frustrated ( especially after all I have been through this past year) I would just have to get it over with. The longer I wait, the worse the timing would get. I know it is not cancer so I'm not worried about that. It is just another minor setback.
I chose January 12 at 8:00 am for a couple reasons. It was not too close to my last radiation treatment and most importantly it would allow me to heal up and be ready to start my race training by February 1. Of course we were expecting another huge snow storm the day of my procedure but since it was in the city, they were not going to cancel it. It would be up to me to cancel if I felt I could not make it in. As hard as I thought it through, I knew that I had to get this over with. I woke up at 6 am and sure enough, there was a ton of snow. G and I walked through at least a foot of snow to the train and made it to my appointment. Thank you G, as always for your support. The surgeon ended up cutting a 4.5 cm long piece of tissue out of my stomach! It was a bit larger than I had expected and since it is on my upper abdomen, it's quite uncomfortable. Nothing compared to my big surgery but this is so annoying!
On another note, here are some random and exciting updates:
I am happy to say that last week was my official first full week of work since April. It felt awesome! Come Friday I was tuckered out but still able to make a delicious dinner for G and I to kick off the weekend.
|Roasted chicken and red potatoes with sauteed brussel sprouts|
Since this season seems to be bringing lots of snow, we needed to find a way to enjoy it and get in some cross training. G purchased his own pair of snowshoes and I already had a pair from my years of living in Colorado. Last weekend we received some fresh snow so were able to explore a bit in the woods. The trails are too snow covered to ride and the streets are not much better.
After a few hours of work on Saturday, we headed out for what seemed like more of a hike then a snowshoe since we didn't get as much snow as we thought. As always, we managed to have a good time out there regardless.
|G lovin the snow!|
|There was still some fresh snow- My tracks.|
|Apparently it handles really well. I will have to try it another day.|
Sunday we headed further up north to find more snow and we were successful.
|We also met up with some good friends.|
|I would say he loves his new snowshoes?!|
|Even Olga and Jack had a great day in the woods.|
Have a great weekend everyone!