Phewww

Well I have just returned for my appointment for my recheck. The mass was non cancerous. They took my blood pressure before going in to talk to the doctor and it was 117 over 79. I guess I was calm but sitting in her office waiting for her to come in I would have liked to seen what it would have been then. They were able to explain why I was having such trouble that I need to have the surgery to repair my sagging bladder and remove my uterus. So I go under the knife on the 20th of June. Part of me is happy that the hell will end soon the other part is worrying about can I do this, am I being selfish. Hay is hopefully going to get done before I go, money will continue to be tight, I will lose weeks of training on the horse, and how will everybody survive around here without me. I have always been curious to see but I got the answer to that a few years back when I went away to Scout Camp and came home to pure hell. They are older now so you can only hope things will be different. That's why I now have Gramma come down and "babysit" while I am gone.
So I guess I will get as much as I can settled and ready before and hope the rest takes care of its self.
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