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.