So I have this THING in my uterus. (BTW, more blog posts should start out this way, no?)
And it's not a baby.
It's a uterine fibroid and apparently it WAS bigger than a softball, but NOW is bigger than a grapefruit. I'd like to take this moment to thank my surgeon for ruining a fruit that I actually used to like to eat.
I would link to the Wikipedia page on uterine fibroids, but once you go there and see the pictures, you'll never want to eat anything again. Probably. Wait, maybe I should go there and check it out.
Anyway, said fibroid makes me bleed for weeks on end and apparently is leaving me BARREN. That, by the way, is a word that I totally think should make a comeback.
So I'm having surgery at the mid-end of October to get it removed.
Assuming I don't die, I'll be off work for 6 weeks or so.
During that time, I'll be catching up on my Harry Potter reading (I just finished book #3) and (of course) working on my never-go-wrong formula for figuring just WHO the baby daddy is on the Maury Povitch show.
It's good to have goals.
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