Tom and I decided to spend New Year’s Day on Sanibel Island so we could relax and spend some quiet time together and to start 2011 focused on something other than cancer. I had never been down past Sarasota on the east side of Florida so we drove slowly to enjoy the views, stopping at an art fair in Fort Myers and purchasing a fun beach painting before driving across to the island. We had a yummy lunch overlooking the ocean and the weather was sunny and warm. After lunch we planned on taking a long walk on the beach and look for seashells which is what Sanibel is known for.
Before we left town, I noticed that I had a small Cyst in a very delicate area…upper inside thigh or lower inside butt cheek (kind of confusing how to describe) that had decided to get larger, red and slightly sore to the touch. I didn’t think anything about it except to note that I would call my Oncologist Monday morning after the holiday weekend. Unfortunately, the cyst had another plan. It grew from about the size of a pea to the size of a golf ball and was protruding during our drive down. I couldn’t walk or sit without being in a lot of pain. No long walk on the beach and our romantic weekend was slowly slipping away from us. How could this be happening????
To make a long story short, we mustered together what we could of the weekend. We managed to have a very delicious dinner at this quaint little Italian place in a brightly painted beach house. But by the time we made it back to our hotel room after dinner I was in severe pain and could only think about how I shouldn’t be so far away from my dr. I didn’t relax or sleep much that night and we drove home first thing in the morning.
By the time we made it home on Sunday, the cyst had turned black and was abscessed, I ended up in the ER for 5 hours where they had to open, drain and pack the wound. Apparently the cyst was on the verge of bursting and had I waited any longer the infection could have gotten into my bloodstream and killed me! What a way to start off the New Year!
So, I could look at it two ways. Yes, our weekend wasn’t what we planned but we did get to have somewhat of a getaway and I did get to the ER on time and the cyst didn’t burst and I’m on my way to a healed wound. I can finally sit again without pain and besides taking antibiotics the only other requirement from the dr. was to take 2-3 baths a day. I love to take baths so that’s good. And someday it’ll be a good laugh about how we tried to have a romantic weekend and I ended up with a cyst the size of a golf ball on my butt. What’s not funny about that? Also, they delayed my scheduled chemo that was supposed to happen today to next Tuesday. Again, could be upset but it allows me to be healthy and strong for my first week at work since my promotion to manager. What’s not good about that?
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