So this is pretty much the power song that I play when I feel like I can’t keep going in the gym. You need some Iggy in yo life.
So, I got my lab results for my lady parts and I am kind of freaking out. I am high risk HPV+. HPV has two types: high risk and low risk. Low risk causes gnarly warts. High risk (which I have) CAN cause abnormal cell growth on a woman’s cervix, and if not caught early enough, cervical cancer. So, my doctor also let me know that, hello, there is abnormal cell growth on my cervix. What this means is that in two weeks I have an appointment with a specialist to see if they are pre-cencerous, if they need to be surgically taken off, or if it is no big deal. HPV normally goes away on it’s own within 2 years, and roughly 75% of all women will have it at some point in their life. This is particularly a scary thing for me because cervical cancer runs within my family. So, that’s how things are going and I am pretty much scared shitless.
C was awesome and supportive and hugged me for long time and made me feel like I can handle whatever this may be. Even if I am pretty nervous about more exams, biopsies, and tests. But he said he’s here for the ride, so at least I’ve got an awesome person to hold my hand.
And then he took me into the gym and worked my arms into jelly.
That’s real love.
Just got my blood work results back. Everything is good, except for my cholesterol and blood lipids. Those are a little high. Which means back to minimal animal protein to get those boys to drop down. At least I know what I need to do to be a healthier person.
God damn it just take it already so I can inhale some food. Im hungry! 12 hour fasts = BOO. I WANT COFFEE. AND CARBS.
So much stats homework/prepping for exam tomorrow.
I just want to devour peanut butter ice cream and sleep forever.
Too much to ask for?