So no real news here so if you do not want to know my personal health information, you can skip this post……….
So I had a postmenopausal bleed last November 11th. I was referred to gynecologist for this. I had an appointment in January but had to reschedule, so finally saw him in April. The complicating factors are my history of an endometrial ablation and 5 years of tamoxifen use. So the gynecologist, Dr. Clifford Rogers, evaluated me with an ultrasound and a failed attempt at an endometrial biopsy in the clinic. We had a careful conversation about what is known and what is not known about my situation and the research as well as the pros and cons of different options. We decided to go ahead with an attempt of another biopsy under general anesthesia. This happened a little over 2 weeks ago. He was not able to get an ideal biopsy, but he was able to get a sample just inside my cervix. So today I got those results. And they were normal, but now there is the unknown if I do have endometrial cancer or not. Again we carefully discussed the options and decided to wait and see if I have another bleeding event. If I do, I will get a hysterectomy.
But I will say, that this medical experience was amazing. We actually talked and made a decision tougher. This has been so lacking in some of my experiences recently (not including my PMDs though) so was really appreciated.
It is a cruel joke that my body decided to have its last menses on 9/11 and therefore my menopause date is also 9/11. And the day of my endometrial biopsy results is also 9/11. When I went to this appointment, I relived what it was like driving to work that morning after watching the footage of the second plane hitting the tower and the collapse on TV before commuting. And I listening to the radio en route.
Because of my appointment this morning, the animals chores were delayed. I had offered to do the chores so Tom could pick apples and press them. By the time I made it out to the cows though, the two mama cows had busted the gate to get to their now ~1.5 year old “calves”. We have discovered that Sonja was still nursing so had separated them about 10 days ago. But today they decided it was no longer acceptable and took out this gate.
Here they are, all briefly together.
And here are the offending mamas easily led away from their “calves” with the promise of some grain.
The food and water was delayed by all of this. Here is Truffle enjoying the fresh water,
I finally finished the animal chores at 3PM (when I am usually done at 11:00). Tom kindly pressed my ripe pears for me so I can make perry. We have moved the pressing station to the trailer rather than the back porch. It is much easier this way.
So now we are watching the History channel and footage of 9/11/01. It brought back all of the memories and made me cry all over again.