a TMI post

Before the gross stuff, don't forget to enter the giveaway if you haven't yet!!!  HERE


Ok, now onto the nitty gritty.
Everyone is aware that i am OCD and have a major episode whenever anything interferes with my schedule.  To be honest, i was planning on skipping the CARA wednesday run and running indoors anyway, because i hate wind advisories and freezing rain.  Hate them.


I had to to go to the doctor to get an updated prescription because my insurance changed.  This should be a 30 minute endeavor, right??


Long story short, about a year and a half ago they found cancerous cells on my cervix.  It was no big deal, they removed them.  The major downside is that i have to have multiple biopsies a year now just to maintain that none of the remaining cells become the bad aggressive kind of cancer.  I assure you, they won't - i can barely keep myself alive, let alone cancer.


So even though i just needed her to sign a damn prescription, i ended up being tricked into getting a biopsy.  Damn, she's good...I didn't even know until it was happening!  The ole "i'm just going to take a peak and distract you with talking about food because i know that will take over your brain BAM- YOU'VE JUST BEEN BIOPSIED."  She's a clever one, she is.  The problem with surprise biopsies is in the after effects.  I end up bleeding.  a lot.  I have collapsed multiple times trying to leave the doctors office.  Once i had to be kept their for four hours drinking juice and eating cookies to make sure i didn't pass out in my car.  It just happens.  Another downside is i have to restrict movement the next couple days to prevent further bleeding.  


Basically, I am now sitting here, bleeding, exhausted and weak from all the previous blood loss, and restricted fro running.  GOD DAMMIT.  I do not have time for this crap.  The only saving grace is that i got to lay on the couch last night and make Matt bring me food.  I still feel exhausted today, and am kind of limping around like an old lady.  I think i might cross train tonight, or go on a slow easy run.  


Sorry for the gross story of the first world problems of being a lady runner.  I am just in a pissy mood from blood loss and general crankiness and needed to vent.