I had my ultrasound today and the doctor could find nothing wrong with my lymph nodes, either in my armpit or my elbow which effectively rules out cancer (well, that and my recent normal blood results). I honestly felt sick all the way to the hospital as I was convinced they’d find something sinister so you can imagine the smile on my face on my way out and the relief that all seems to be fine!
I asked him what the swellings might be and he said “could be bone, could be soft tissue – we can’t see either on ultrasound”, so I definitely need to speak to my GP about where we go from here as swellings in your armpit obviously aren’t normal. Plus, I have been feeling properly rubbish since before Christmas with 24/7 nausea, god awful stomach and bowel pains (nearly called an ambulance last night as I was bent double and the sweat ran off me) plus months of I’ve-just-reached-the-summit-of-Everest-without-oxygen exhaustion.
I was amazed when the doctor performing the scan had heard of hEDS and mast cell disease – 10 brownie points 😉
I’ve been having a rough time emotionally with the peri-menopause recently – crying for absolutely no reason and feeling really quite depressed, which as you know isn’t like me at all – so I honestly feared for my mental health should the news have been bad. The thing that’s kept me going this past 2 weeks is all the lovely messages I’ve received from my friends and you my fabulous followers, which have meant the world.
God, I miss drinking! If my mast cells would let me I’d be downing a bottle of plonk and getting ever so slightly sloshed this evening! As it is, I’m treating myself to fish n chips, even though I will probably flush for two hours afterwards and spend the rest of the night in stomach hell 😉