Walking Backwards

Here it is, Friday night. I am rather proud of myself because, right now, I am polishing off my third glass of wine. Let me tell you, that is a lot of wine for someone with a two year-old who only vaguely remembers the last time I consumed enough alcohol to become even slightly tipsy. I don't think that I realized until recently, how far behind me my martini swigging days of yester-year really were. Now I am the quintessential "cheap date". Go me!

On to the exciting events of the day! I got to have my secondary cancer screening today. Things could have gone better and what they found could have been more promising, but I am not going to find out my lab results for at least a week and a half, so why bother worrying until then? From what I understand, it is very unlikely that I will have cancer. But, at the sight of the devices of torture they were planning to use on me just for the exam, I was considering the possibility of cancer only a minor footnote in what I was going to have to endure. My questions were focused more on "how much is this going to hurt?" and "you are going to warn me if your going to do something painful, right?", rather than the logical lines of questioning most people in this situation would ask. My doctor was kind enough to snap me back into the situation by explaining my former test results and by sending me home with plenty of brochures. It wasn't as bad as I was fearing, but I don't think I am going to be looking forward to my next one. The follow-up procedure, should they find anything that has to be removed, sounds horrifying. The type of abnormality I have prevents me from getting the typical treatment that most people with cervical dysplasia go through. Good thing that this procedure get you anesthesia.

I am now off for the evening to continue my drunken revelry. Hopefully, I won't fall asleep changing into my pajamas again. I really want to get some reading done :).