And, another doctor...

Met today with Dr fennell. Mom watched Isaac so we could both participate in the appointment this time. I didn't eat anything today in the hopes that the doc would say "lets go in and remove it tomorrow". Yeah, what a dreamer. Haven't had much of an appetite this past week. Bizarro Pizarro seems to have grown in the last week. I am not sure if it was due to swelling from all the examinations or what. My liver is crushed up against my stomach. Heartburn city.
So, Dr fennel comes in and says "So, you have a huge ovarian cyst.." I liked him right away. We exchanged info, repeating that my maternal grandma had ovarian cancer and that is what finally scared me in to see a doctor. He showed concern over that connection.
"Although I would love to do the operation, I believe we need to send you to a different hospital".
He spent a long time with us answering all of our questions about the procedure, which hospital we would likely go to, the type of cyst. I found out my ovary is pretty much toast and will be removed during the procedure. He let us know what would happen if they detected cancer and all of that. Duration of hospital stay will be 5-7 days due to the length of the incision, pubic bone to above my belly button.

He wanted me to take the cancer marker blood work so we headed down to the lab (with a side visit to the pharmacy for a prescription for Xanax). The lab lady started in on my right arm to fill the four vials she set out. Halfway through some patient came wandering up asking her a bunch of questions. You know, sometimes I wish I was a class A bitch. The lab lady was trying to multitask while taking my vials. Didn't work so hot. Lost the vein in her twisting around to chat with this other patient. She attemtpted to fill the other two but ended up tossing them and starting over with my left arm.
We were done for the day. Tom and I went out for dinner and a beer (almost like a date if the talk wasn't about surgery and cancer), and then headed home.