So last week (Tuesday to be precise) I couldn't sleep, and just before midnight I realised my arms were tingling, and going numb. I kept getting up and trying to shake it off, but it kept getting worse and worse. I finally woke Jon up, because I was getting seriously scared, and we ended up on the phone with Healthlink, and I was looking stuff up online....I thought I was having a heart attack, but symptoms didn't match. I seriously honestly truly thought I was dying that night, that I wouldn't see morning. It scared the crap out of me.
The nurse at Healthlink told me that it didn't seem life-threatening, but if it got worse overnight to go to emergency. If it didn't get worse, see a doctor the next day. OK.
It didn't get worse, so I went to a walk in the next day. Saw this a-maz-ing doctor that, sadly, isn't taking new patients. He sent me for blood tests, the results came back and I went in to see him. Turns out my thyroid count was way high, and he wanted to send me for more blood tests, an ultrasound, and a scan. Yeah, like I didn't google the you-know-what out of thyroid and everything related!
I went for the ultrasound on Thursday, and have the blood tests scheduled for this Tuesday, and the scan for this Wednesday. I figured we'd get the results at the end of the week or next Monday. The doctor's office called me yesterday (Saturday) afternoon, and said I needed to come in first thing Monday morning. Like that isn't going to freak me out completely?
Again, back to Dr. Google. I had to reassure the Dr. from last week that I'm not trying to find something that matches my symptoms, I am trying to be informed. So, what's the worst case scenario that I could come up with that would make the doctor call me in before my other tests were done. Of course, a growth was the worst thing I could think of. Soooooooooooo, google everything I could find related to thyroid growths and such. Turns out that 80% are nothing more than a cyst or equivalent - so no biggie. Of the remainder, 15 percent that may be cancerous are easily treated with a slim likelihood of recurrence. The last five percent is the worrisome part, but even most of those are treatable. The last one percent is rare, but it's a very dangerous one. I like being unique, but not like that.
We will find out tomorrow morning what he saw on the ultrasound to have me come in so quickly.
On the plus side, I did find a new doctor - met him today for the first time, and think it will work out well. Pity the one I've been seeing wouldn't take me as a patient - believe me, I begged :)
Praying that it's something we can treat so I can stick around for a while yet.
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