A few weeks ago, I went into the Women’s Health department at my local Kaiser hospital/clinic for a routine Pap smear. That’s where they check to make sure that there are no signs of cervical cancer; these days they also do a check for human papillomavirus (HPV) which can lead to cervical cancer.
Fortunately my results were clear for both cervical cancer and HPV...but there were some endometrial cells (from the uterine lining) which is abnormal in post-menopausal women. So I have to go back in on April 12th for an endometrial biopsy. I had one several years ago (when I was experiencing some abnormal bleeding between periods) and let me tell you, they are definitely no fun. They hurt, and can lead to bleeding issues for a few days after the procedure.
But I think it’s more the not-knowing that’s my FP right now. What will they find? Will they have to pull the lady parts? Not that it really matters; no one’s using them anyway.
In a sense, I’m grateful — the folks at Kaiser have been really thorough, and I’m glad to be getting health care again after several years without it. I’m back on necessary meds, I’ve gotten clean bills of health in other matters (my hyperthyroidism turned out to be hyperthyroiditis and cleared itself up, and my bone density scan came up excellent meaning I don’t have to have another one for 5 years), and my motto is “living healthy is the best revenge” when I think about how the late Mr. Scribe left me in the lurch 11 months ago today.
Still, the uncertainty is an issue.
So, how’s life by you?