I hadn’t yet had the pelvic ultrasound. But after a weekend of general discomfort, where the Right Upper Quadrant pain had come back pretty fiercely I decided to call my primary care Dr. to say I thought I was having Gallbladder issues. They scheduled an ultrasound for January 16. Later, on the day of the ultrasound I got a call telling me that radiology said my gallbladder and liver were “all clear”. My thoughts: “Phew. Relief. I don’t have to give up cheese! But wait, what is causing this pain?”
Just 2 days later on January 18 I had the ultrasound of my pelvic area at noon. I received a voicemail that night while at work asking that I page Dr Shifren about the radiologists report of my ultrasound. Instant dread. I’ve gotten a call like this before. 17 years ago – when I cheated cancer.
Turns out, Rick and J came into work to visit right after I got that message. So, he and I called together, while my co-worker entertained J. Dr Shifren told us about an 8.5 cm mass in my pelvis, likely my ovary and that she would set me up for an appt with gynecological oncology at MGH on Tuesday.
Tuesday! It was only Friday and it was Martin Luther King weekend so we had to wait until Tuesday. We cancelled our plans to go away the next day. No one felt like going anywhere.
And the whole weekend we vascilated between “It’s probably benign. My mom had a huge ovarian cyst and it was benign” and “OMFG. This could be ovarian cancer.” It was 3 days of absolute torture.
Ovarian Cancer Chronicles 