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"...so you may or may not have testicular cancer..."
***Apparently, I lied. The torture continues...***
3-1-2005
Sunday evening I felt a slight tinge of pain in my lower right abdomen, right where I had the pain Christmas Eve and through the month of January. By Monday morning I was doubled over and was uncertain if I would try to go to either of my classes or to work afterwards. The pain died down enough that I could manage all three obligations, but towards the end of my shift (10:00pm) the pain kicked in again. I ended up going to bed shortly after midnight, a full 5 hours earlier than I normally do. I've already made a new appointment to see the doctor again for Wednesday and I'm about to go to my evening class. My coworker is covering my shift tonight.
F*ck, I don't want to go through this again...
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***Update Jan 4:
Diagnosis remains inconclusive. He believes the tenderness stems from an infection that I've received a 20-day antibiotic treatment for. The ultrasound showed what he and another urologist believed NOT to be a tumorous mass, but can't say for certain. As such, I'm schedulled for another ultrasound in a few weeks to see if there's any change and to allow the doctor to more closely examine the testicle. He wasn't able to do that today because it hurt so damn much when bothered.***
Just got back from a 5 hour visit to the emergency room with lower abdominal/scrotum pain. The ultrasounds showed "a small mass" on my right testicle. And yes, the title of this thread is a direct quote fromt the doctor upon reviewing those ultrasounds. I won't be able to schedule an appointment with the uralogist until Tuesday morning (bad holiday timing). Urine tests came back normal, bloodwork had to be sent to the other local hospital since they get government money and have the expensive equipment for what needs to be checked in my case, so I won't know the results of those tests until later.
Wonderful.
Actually, I'm in good spirits. Really guys and dolls, I'm ok.
Right now, it's just "a mass" not a grapefruit-sized proto-Human growing out of my crotch. Still, there's no denying Apolyton is a great source of emotional support if it turns out I do have cancer of the nutsack.
And besides, it's just the one testicle. I have two of them, plus I'm gay, so it's not like I'd really* be putting either of them to reproductive use anyway.
*One day maybe I'd like kid(s) of my own or even adopted, but not in the forseeable future.
3-1-2005
Sunday evening I felt a slight tinge of pain in my lower right abdomen, right where I had the pain Christmas Eve and through the month of January. By Monday morning I was doubled over and was uncertain if I would try to go to either of my classes or to work afterwards. The pain died down enough that I could manage all three obligations, but towards the end of my shift (10:00pm) the pain kicked in again. I ended up going to bed shortly after midnight, a full 5 hours earlier than I normally do. I've already made a new appointment to see the doctor again for Wednesday and I'm about to go to my evening class. My coworker is covering my shift tonight.
F*ck, I don't want to go through this again...
*********
***Update Jan 4:
Diagnosis remains inconclusive. He believes the tenderness stems from an infection that I've received a 20-day antibiotic treatment for. The ultrasound showed what he and another urologist believed NOT to be a tumorous mass, but can't say for certain. As such, I'm schedulled for another ultrasound in a few weeks to see if there's any change and to allow the doctor to more closely examine the testicle. He wasn't able to do that today because it hurt so damn much when bothered.***
Just got back from a 5 hour visit to the emergency room with lower abdominal/scrotum pain. The ultrasounds showed "a small mass" on my right testicle. And yes, the title of this thread is a direct quote fromt the doctor upon reviewing those ultrasounds. I won't be able to schedule an appointment with the uralogist until Tuesday morning (bad holiday timing). Urine tests came back normal, bloodwork had to be sent to the other local hospital since they get government money and have the expensive equipment for what needs to be checked in my case, so I won't know the results of those tests until later.
Wonderful.
Actually, I'm in good spirits. Really guys and dolls, I'm ok.
Right now, it's just "a mass" not a grapefruit-sized proto-Human growing out of my crotch. Still, there's no denying Apolyton is a great source of emotional support if it turns out I do have cancer of the nutsack.And besides, it's just the one testicle. I have two of them, plus I'm gay, so it's not like I'd really* be putting either of them to reproductive use anyway.
*One day maybe I'd like kid(s) of my own or even adopted, but not in the forseeable future.
, but I was too busy shivering in nonspecific fear. I absolutely hate hospitals: Despair, disease, and death. Oh what a joy they are to visit...
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