Thank you all for the well wishes and thoughts. It really does mean a lot to me.
This morning Chuck and I went to the doctor together. He has learned more than he ever wanted to know about female anatomy and the workings of it during these past few days. :)
I haven't been for a lady checkup in 10 years. I know! Way too long to wait. Dr. Wheeler remembered me. I love this guy. He's hilarious. Very down to earth. Plus we had a baby together: he delivered Charlie. I had to fill out a form asking all kinds of questions including ethnicity ("Texan" was my answer which he thought was funny) and occupation ("Trophy Wife" of course).
He did an unltrasound on me and the uterus and ovaries look fine. No growths. Nothing. He diagnosed my growth as a nabothian cyst which sounds like an evil character in a Star Wars movie. "Beware of the nabothian cyst, young Skywalker."
I have to go back tomorrow for bloodwork and he wants to discuss my weight. Oh come on! I've lost weight! but I weigh more than when he saw me last. We talked about my headaches, aches and pains, painful cramps, lethargy, etc. He briefly mentioned insulin resistance (I have not consulted Dr Google about that yet). So everything looks ok. Blood pressure was a little high but I was also a nervous wreck.
Big sigh of relief! I won't lie to you...my mind immediately went to worst case scenario when I found the growth. I had a few stressful moments over the weekend. My mind was not on it when Chuck and I spent time cooking together. We made a fantastic Indian dinner: tikka masala, saag paneer, naan bread and kheer. Recipes coming soon.
So back to life and walking/running and being a trophy wife.