Tuesday, August 5, 2008


I was up all night imagining how H-Mama could function with two babies as a single parent.  Hey, my imagination blooms in the wee hours of the night.  When I called the doc this morning, the nurse didn't even have to look at my chart to go, "Oh, uh, the doctor wants to speak with YOU right away." 

I have high squamous lesions and moderate squamous dysplasia.  Dr. Google says that I likely won't die, but smoke will come out of my cooter in the process of removing the cells.  I have an appointment with my beloved OB/Gyns for tomorrow afternoon.  Clearly they want me in fast too.  Great.

1 comment:

Becca said...

So sorry. But it's good you get screened regularly so they can find these things early while they are highly treatable. Good luck.