The Weight of Words

Some of you have been keeping track on my blog and offering good will wishes for someone that is special to me regarding a diagnosis that was given a few weeks back.

In short: I took her to the ER for severe abdominal pains a few weeks back. An ER doc and a Oncology doc told her she had ovarian cancer and she'd be dead very soon. Nice huh? All of this without a biopsy just a CAT scan. I twigged the next day that it wasn't possible to declare it cancer without that.

After a few misadventures I was able to arrange to have and actual biopsy performed on her. They found out it was a cyst and drained it, sampled it, and tested it. I just got the call back a few minutes ago. It was clean. No malignancy. No cancer, just a cyst. A freaking gigantic cyst (2 liters worth of fluid)-- no that's not a typo.

So, lesson time kiddies: 2nd opinions are needed for a reason, and three little words (you have cancer) caused a woman to give up and lose all hope. Watch what you say; words have far reaching consequences.

Now I need a nap, afterward I can start writing again. I feel kind of inspired.

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