Friday, September 11, 2009

And I'm back

We're home.  And I'm pooped. But on to the news . . .

The procedure went well.  Very good actually.  The Doc said the previous lasered areas looked great.  ( Um, is "lasered" a real word?  Well it is to me.)  No signs of scarring and the ampullectomy site healed nicely and no new polyp was growing back in that tricky area.  (that is very good news.) There were, however, a few baby* polyps starting in the duodenum.  But, have no fear he blasted them with his Argon Plasma Coagulator.  No, I'm not being funny. 

 So, the good docs recommendations.... come back for another scope in, get this THREE YEARS. YES THREE YEARS! HOLY FREAKING COW! THREE YEARS! (sorry for yelling)

Ok ready for some truth? I don't know how I feel about that 3 year thing though.  Part of me is excited.  Part of ( very big part is unsure). 3 Years is a long time.  In 6 months I already started growing new polyps, a lot can happen in 3 years.  Hm.

As for other things,  9.22 I have a local ( thank goodness) appointment with my colorectal for my yearly scoping of the j-pouch.  It is too early to see any polyp growth in the j-pouch ( should see those start growing for about another 4 years) but I still have a few cm of rectal tissue left, which can turn cancerous at any point and needs to be regularly monitored.  

Other non-FAP related things.  Its 9.11.  How can I bitch and moan, or even celebrate my good news?  Puts life into perspective for you.  

Tell your loved ones how much they mean to you.

*"few baby polyps" were the doctors words, not mine.  Seriously doc, could you not have quantified that for me?  How many is few? 2? 3? 4?! ANd baby?  is that 1mm?  2 mm?!  He will cc: me on a letter that he sends out to my local doctors which will have all the specifics.  I'l just have to wait a month or so for those details.  

Monday, September 7, 2009

Hi-Ho The Dairy-Oh

It's off to Mayo I go.  Again.  

We leave eeaaarly tomorrow.  My appt. is Wednesday.  09.09.09  That date looks lucky right?  
By the time I am safely tucked back in my own bed (hopefully by this friday) we will have logged around 1600 miles.  Joy.  

Honestly I don't know what to except.  But here is to hoping that nothing is found.   

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tiring of this.