Ovarian Cyst

Nice title huh? I thought so. I've been sitting here trying to think of a good title to address this topic and I came up with nada. I decided to let you know what you're getting into instead of coming up with a cute name for it. So, the story...

Two weeks ago I went to the doctor because things just weren't right. I was told I have a 6 inch ovarian cyst. Nice. The technician saw it on the screen and told me about it as if she was telling me that she was going to have pork chops for dinner.

In the same casual manner she told me not to bounce or twist because I could cause ovarian torsion and have to have emergency surgery. What?

So until May 7 (my next appointment) the only exercise I'm allowed to do is fast walking. Boring, but I'm doing it. Darn cyst. It's caused...

pain...

5 pound weight gain...

extremely long time of the month...(sorry, it's true though)

shift in exercise plan...

stomach protrusion...

the question,"Are we expecting?" Someone asked me that yesterday. I hope that's not a common thought when people see me.

I hope it goes away by May or at least gets smaller. I miss bouncing and twisting.