Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Warning: the following posts contains discussion of my inner lady parts. Quit reading now if you can't stomach old broads talking about such things.
Went to the doctor today. Every six months, she likes to check in on the random stuff that's growing in & around my pelvis. Today, ultrasound discovered a new guest at the party. My doctor declared this new arrival "very troubling" and recommended kicking it out of of the party as soon as possible. So, middle of next month, I am having a complete hysterectomy.
So much for my hopes to embrace menopause as a natural stage of life.
Four to six weeks of recovery time? Ack. I tend to heal fast - who knows, maybe that has something to do with why stuff has started randomly growing throughout my body. Four weeks off the bike and no running. Okay, four to six weeks of no sex, too, but I'll miss the bike more than the sex. (Sorry, Hubs.)
This is a huge setback. I will be able to walk during my recovery period. Something tells me I will be walking a LOT. It's going to be very difficult to keep my weight in check. I eat when I'm sad. I eat when I'm bored. I eat because I got a sudden craving for a particular flavor or texture. Occasionally - but very rarely - I eat because I'm actually hungry.
Prior to my surgery, we are going to purge the house of my trigger foods. We are going to have lots of fruit & fresh veggies for me to snack on.
I'm going to do my best to not allow this to completely derail my plans. I sure am going to miss my bike, though.