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Wednesday, November 12, 2003
 

The crying rock

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): Walk into the hills or woods and find a large rock jutting up out of the earth in a place that makes you feel at home. Sit down on or next to that rock and let go of the tightly wound emotions you've been holding onto. Sob or sigh or babble until you achieve a spiritual orgasm that will clear your mind of all its gunk and free you to make the decision you've been postponing. Ever hereafter you will call this the Crying Rock, and you will go there whenever you need the kind of release that only a beloved natural power spot can facilitate.
~ Freewill Astrology

I've been on hormone replacement therapy (HRT) for about two and a half years, and have been period-free for maybe a year and a half--it took awhile to get things sorted out. Last month I sort of had one; I called the doctor's office and was told by a nurse that "it happens," and to call if it didn't stop. It stopped, it wasn't too bad, just annoying, so I kind of forgot about it.

Then there was the stomach pain episode of last week, which I didn't associate with anything at all until I started having another period over the weekend, which caused me to think, "Aha!" It suddenly all made sense--waking up feeling awful, cramps, emotional and teary, etc. So I called the doctor and this time they said, "Can you come in tomorrow?"

So I went; had a procedure that is probably best not described (endometrial biopsy, for the curious), which was for the purpose of finding out whether there are any cancerous or pre-cancerous cells present. I won't have the results for a couple of weeks, and then I have another appointment (on my birthday, no less) to have a sonogram to find out if there is anything else lurking. The doctor also changed my medication to different brands; she said that since I'd been taking them for a couple of years, maybe I just needed to change.

My own feeling is that it has to do with my weight loss, i.e., I've lost so much weight in such a short period of time that it's gotten my hormone balance out of whack. The doctor said that she was inclined to agree, however, "at our age" we can't afford to take chances, hence the battery of tests.

The word "biopsy" is, of course, always frightening, and frankly I hadn't expected it at all. I thought I'd hear, "oh, your medication probably needs adjusting," and that would be that.

To be continued . . .

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