Woo-Hoo-Hoo, and a bottle of...

(That's supposed to be sung to the tune of Yo-Ho-Ho, in case you didn't figure that out :-)). And the bottle? Well, I'll substitute 3 different medicines in place of the rum.
This morning, I dragged my wretched body out of bed at 5:15 for my 5:30 appt. with the Dr. Yes, my crazy, but wonderful, doctor opens his office at 5:30 AM.
The Woo-Hoo part comes from the fact that I've officially lost 25 pounds in 10 months!!!! Yea!
The bottles of pills? A new anti-inflammatory (in place of the 800mg of ibuprophen I take 3 times a day), a new nasal inhaler to hopefully take care of the lingering nasal issues that allergy shots aren't touching, and a month's worth of sample of an anti-heartburn med, since the prevailing thought is that the burning need to clear my throat every waking minute of the day for the past 3 years may be due to "silent" heartburn. I am desperate for any or all of them to work.
On the less encouraging side, I have been told if I ever want to sit still for more than 5 seconds without my tailbone killing me I need to humble myself and park my tookas (how do you spell that anyway???) on a granny do-nut for the next 6 MONTHS. Oh, and take it with me. Everywhere. He means ALL THE TIME. Like sleep on it even. Okay, I can sleep on it. It's the carrying it to the park, to church, to UIP, to TJ's basketball games...those are the places my ego is going to have to really take a back seat. I may be standing a lot...
Oh, and ironically, I got relief when I heard officially from him that I do indeed have a ganglion cyst in my left wrist. It's a relief because I have been saying for 3 years that there was something wrong. I could not bear any weight on my left wrist without pain, and that's not normal. At my last appt. 10 months ago, he even ordered an x-ray, but fluid filled sacks don't really show up on x-rays. The pain has gotten steadily worse over the past 10 months, and even now hurts while I type (and has started encroaching into the necessary things in life like driving, etc.) so it was time to revisit that. I'm thrilled that he was able to see it today, as now I have a referral for a hand specialist. The problem? I had the same thing 15 years ago in my right wrist, and I needed surgery, artificial bone, and 6 months of physical/occupational therapy because I form adhesions (I grow extra scar tissue below the skin and it sticks (adheres) to everything-especially what it's not supposed to stick to). Last time, when they removed the cast, my wrist was immobilized from the scar tissue, hence the 6 months of therapy to make it usable again. I've been researching online, and they can sometimes drain these cysts with a needle, but they are not as likely to stay gone that way. We'll see what the Dr. says.

I hate to air my dirty physical laundry online, but it's the best way to be sure everyone I know is up to date and I don't forget to tell someone. I'd welcome prayer (who wouldn't), especially that they might be able to drain the cyst with a needle and it would stay gone. Oh, and if you read this, you have to promise not to laugh if you see me with my granny do-nut :-).
In spite of all this, I know it always could be much, much worse, and I'm thankful that God has given me a wonderful Dr. who understands and is genuinely interested in helping me.
obm