Since I last wrote in my blog two months ago, a lot of things have happened. I got married! I taught a couple classes for the next round of the Roy Clay Sr. Tech Impact web dev workshop. We got a couple of pet fish. I paid off another student loan. Life is pretty awesome.
But… I also found out that I needed to get two tumors removed. The surgery is scheduled for this Friday. The doctor said it’s pretty likely that they’re benign but there’s still a chance that it’s not. It’s kinda scary.
This is the second time that I’m going to be getting this surgery. The first time was when I was 17. Every year since then, it’s been something that I’ve needed to be diligent about and go get a checkup. When you move a lot, it’s hard to get continuous care on this sort of thing. Some doctors want to remove anything that they find. Some doctors want to wait and see if it gets bigger. Some want to do biopsies. I’ve basically always followed their recommendations. This time, the doctor strongly recommended to do surgery.
I wavered on whether or not to talk about it in public at all. I started by telling a couple of close friends and family. I told my team leads at work the bare bone details of why I needed to take a day off. It felt like I couldn’t talk about my breasts and their problems with people, especially at work. Then I was having a conversation with the umpteenth person on their vasectomy, and I was thinking, why do I have to hold in all the worry and pretend like everything is okay?
I’d like some nice thoughts to come my way from my community. I’d like your good luck charms and your well wishes and your understanding in general. And, I’d hopefully like to celebrate with all of you after the fact. <3