So, I want to thank everyone that stopped by yesterday and wished me goodluck! I always say, I have the best online support group ever!
After about an hour and a half wait, we met the sweetest doctor. She probed my neck for a moment and quickly went in for the kill. Mrs. Firasek, we're going in.
So, in the next few weeks, I'll be going under the knife to remove at least half of my broken thyroid.
I did find out that the nodule I so lovingly call my twin has created her own children and we now have some nasty cysts inside the tumor that may or may not be cancerous. We'll deal with that during surgery.
So what does this mean for the world? Probably not much. If you catch me spouting nonsense into the social media world, please take a moment to remind me that I'm under the influence of medication and to get the hell off twitter! Lol.
I've never been prone to drunk tweets, and I worry about the drivel I could come up with. I'm sure it would be quite naughty.
Oh, and on a side note--I did try to get hubby to help me pass the time while waiting for the doc, but he was sure they had cameras. One of these days I will tempt him beyond the prim n proper!