After recovering from my surgery in July I found that the pain I was experiencing was much better, but not entirely gone. Last week, I started feeling like I might have another cyst. By Tuesday, I could hardly walk without extreme pain. My doc is out of town so I made an appointment with his collegue. She was equally great and equally perplexed by my situation. I do, indeed, have another cyst on my right ovary. This one, 5 centimeters in diameter. The last one was 6. "Large" pain-causing cysts in most women are 2-3 cms. So, I guess that would make mine XXL. The fact that I got 2 of them in 8 months is equally alarming.
So, I found myself driving home with tears streaming down my face asking, "why me?" The tiny thread I was already hanging on broke and it was all I could do to go through the motions the rest of the day. Pretty pathetic.
That night, I was holding my little boy in my arms and he said to me, "I just love you SO much, mommy." It was really what I needed to hear. I started thinking and realized that I have so many good things in my life that a few more months of pain is nothing. My condition is not life threatening, my kids are healthy, my husband has a job, and the list goes on. I WILL survive this.
What are the next steps? Well, I either need to get pregnant or go on birth control to stop the cysts from coming back. Getting pregnant on my own has not been working for me for the last year so fertility drugs are probably in the plan. So, what's next? Triplets? Bring it on.
