Prognosis Good!

I figured since I screamed “fire” I should probably update you all. It’s not cancer. When I started bleeding last weekend, I was afraid that is was some sort of rectal cancer of some sort. Actually scared shitless is more like it. I know cancer runs rampant in my dad’s side of the family, so I was freaked out. All week. Which precipitated that entry. It turns out that it is a hemmeroid inside my rectum. So yes, I have to take suppositories twice a day to try and relieve it. If not, my doctor wants me to have surgery (to which I say, “hell no!”) On top of this, I also have high blood pressure. So now I am one of the millions of Amerikans who are pill poppers. Great. As of today, I am still bleeding but not nearly as much. I guess I should buy some maxi-pads or something. 🙂 Too bad I’m so damned broke from going to the doctor, paying for my drugs &c. Pfft. So thank you all for all of your best wishes! Really. It was much needed. I know this is not the story I told some of you, but it is quite embarrassing. Once you see your underwear completely stained with blood and looking like a murder scene, it’s not quite something you want to divulge. Don’t ask me why I’m doing it now. 🙂