I don't think I'm the only one that's had a crap year this year .... wish I could just rewind the clock and start again.
My latest tale of woe (not looking for sympathy - just need a safe place to moan) involves my health, not Rusty's - fortunately.
For a few months I've had a small lump just beneath my left breast - went to the Dr. to get it checked out in January and she said it was nothing to worry about - probably just a fat lump (surprise, surprise!!) and if it bothered me from an appearance perspective, I could get it removed. Well, Victoria's Secret is not exactly begging me to model bikinis, so I said I'd just leave it.
On vacation last week in Florida, it swelled up to the size of an orange and was extremely painful. Went to the Dr. when I got home and was sent to ER. Dr. there cut it open (I presume, since I'd fainted by then) and then packed and bandaged me up. Turns out it was a cyst that became infected.
So, having just bought a new saddle before leaving on vacation, I"ve had my giant behind in it exactly once. No riding for me for a while, but I will get out to visit Rusty today after YO has brought them in for the evening (can't risk leading him myself in case he pulls me).
Thanks for listening to my long (and somewhat gross) whine! I have always taken my health for granted and feel betrayed by my body when stuff like this happens. I know there are far worse things in the world, but am now faced with the horrific problem of deciding what I can possibly wear to work on Monday when, at best, I can put a sports bra on. On top of all that - I'm invited to an awards luncheon where I have to present an award my company sponsored (so no jeans and sweatshirt).
My latest tale of woe (not looking for sympathy - just need a safe place to moan) involves my health, not Rusty's - fortunately.
For a few months I've had a small lump just beneath my left breast - went to the Dr. to get it checked out in January and she said it was nothing to worry about - probably just a fat lump (surprise, surprise!!) and if it bothered me from an appearance perspective, I could get it removed. Well, Victoria's Secret is not exactly begging me to model bikinis, so I said I'd just leave it.
On vacation last week in Florida, it swelled up to the size of an orange and was extremely painful. Went to the Dr. when I got home and was sent to ER. Dr. there cut it open (I presume, since I'd fainted by then) and then packed and bandaged me up. Turns out it was a cyst that became infected.
So, having just bought a new saddle before leaving on vacation, I"ve had my giant behind in it exactly once. No riding for me for a while, but I will get out to visit Rusty today after YO has brought them in for the evening (can't risk leading him myself in case he pulls me).
Thanks for listening to my long (and somewhat gross) whine! I have always taken my health for granted and feel betrayed by my body when stuff like this happens. I know there are far worse things in the world, but am now faced with the horrific problem of deciding what I can possibly wear to work on Monday when, at best, I can put a sports bra on. On top of all that - I'm invited to an awards luncheon where I have to present an award my company sponsored (so no jeans and sweatshirt).