The Ultrasound.

screen-shot-01-24-17-at-08-27-am I had my pelvic ultrasound done at the hospital to hopefully find out the cause of my abdomenal pain, cramps, and heavy and painful periods. They focused on my uterus and ovaries and I had to drink 1 L of fluid an HR before and not go pee( the hardest part, esp. since I always have to go pee) as they wanted a full bladder as they get a better image that way. They gave me the option of the usual abdomenal scan or a trans-vaginal scan where they shove the wand up your you-know-what. Guess which one I chose? The trans one’s just,well…..creepy; that’s just nasty, so I went with the abdomenal scan and only if they find something concerning and only then if they want to get a closer, more detailed look then I’ll allow the more invasive test.They also asked how many pregnancies I’ve had, incl. ones that didn’t result in live births, so I told her, 11 kids and 6 miscarriages. I made sure to make clear that they were miscarriages, that I’d lost them,as I didn’t want them to wrongly think that I’d had abortions, as I’m notbaby killer!

Of course the technician never actually tells you the results; you have to wait until you see your doctor, and they won’t even hint or give away any clues, but I did get a glimpse at the screen of when she was scanning one of my ovaries and I could see a lump on it(which on the image looked like 2 round balls; the ovary itself and something growing on it) that she was taking measurements of, so if I’m correct it could be a tumour, indicating ovarian cancer, although I did have a cyst on my ovary YRS ago,too, so it could just be that, but ovarian cysts do often later develop into cancer, but I’ll find out next week when I go see my doc for my biopsy for the lesion on my shoulder.

As well, my cannabis oil I’d ordered arrived only it was supposed to be delivered right to my door, and that’s the shipping that I’d paid for but shitty Canada Post didn’t do their job as usual and I received an e-mail saying they’d tried to deliver it but no one answered so I had to go down to the post office with gov’t ID and the notice they’d left me and go pick it up…..but they never did come by or leave any notice as I was tracking it and knew it was to arrive so someone was always home waiting for the delivery and no one came to the door or rang the doorbell all day! They outright lied; they were just too damn lazy to even bother to try and deliver it and just had it go straight from the truck right back to the post office without even coming  to our house, so I had to go all the way down to the post office in a snowstorm to get it!(it was hard to get my hubby to drive me too and he even told me to walk even though I can’t walk that far, and even walking just to church leaves me huffing and puffing and breathless)  Doesn’t it figure,though, my typical bad luck, and Canada Post can kiss my big bountiful bootiful booty! I also told the medical marijuana supplier to send it by courier from now on as Canada Post is NOT reliable, just like everything else in this shithole. I was just soooo mad!!

I was trying to make the 9 YR old laugh as well and he hit me in the face and got me right in the eye and told me to go away and it just broke my heart, making me feel like a dejected dog with it’s tail between it’s legs; whenever I try to reach out to the kids they always just reject me and push me away so why do I even bother? Sometimes it just feels like I keep banging my head against the wall. Maybe I should just give up and walk away. When do I reach a point when I realize there’s nothing more I can do and enough is enough and I should just stop trying?  My mother also was telling him that chocolate has something in it that “makes you smart” and he remarked, “Then how come Mama’s not smart?”(because I eat alot of chocolate) and  my family’s so abusive to me and it really hurts but they don’t care.