to the voices in my head. I hate that I over think things and that I automatically go to the negative thoughts.
Last February I lost a family friend to ovarian cancer. She was told at the doctor's that she had a cyst on her ovary and that there was nothing to worry about. Anyway, it turned out to be cancer and within a matter of months she passed away.
Well, on Friday I was told by the same doctor that I have a cyst on my ovary and that there is nothing to worry about. I was also told that my uterus is slightly high and enlarged. Now normally I would think Fibroids, but because of what happened last year, my mind can't help but think cancer. My rational mind is telling me to stop worrying, it will get me know where, but I can't seem to stop the worrying voice.
I've also be trying to get a hold of someone. I've left a few messages and have yet to get a return call. Now it could be any reason. I of course assume the worst - she's mad at me, I've done something wrong...I know that's not likely the case. Very few adults play the silent-treatment game or chose not to talk things out. Ug.
It gets so tiring always trying to think rationally.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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3 comments:
I think it's better to err on the side of caution and have additional testing done to find out if it is just a cyst. If that's all it turns out to be, that'll be a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. I know how the voices can keep the worry going.
oh wow. i hope everything turns out ok :)
I was intrigued by your question "how closely related is life and coping". I think your ability to cope with life is your ability to be happy. For along time I used drugs(prescribed and street) and bulimia to cope. Well I thought I was coping. I entered a completelty drug free drug rehab 5 months ago. I learned to completly confront and cope with life without drugs and eating disorders. I have never been happier and felt so good physically. I would like to share some realities with you so please contact me via email. maggie_badolato@yahoo.com
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