...my mammogram today (just ain't it the funnest thing ever? NOT!!! *sigh*)...
I know it's not funny, but bras and mammograms had to be invented by a guy - neither are remotely comfortable![sm=rofl.gif]
I have been following Cathy's thread, and I thought about the cancer diet, but I am an insulin dependent diabetic on a very strict diet guideline. I also have a wheat/gluten allergy (can we say not fun to eat?). I don't get to eat alot of grain carbs, but unfortunately I can't eliminate carbs from my diet. I have to eat carbs (a set amount) every three hours to help keep my blood sugars level. I joke about being permanently attached to my cooler when I have to go somewhere because I always have to take what I need to eat with me.
I think that is one reason I am freaked about it being cancer. I know from reading on cancer diets for my uncle's dog, that a cancer diet would be beneficial. But I don't know how that would work with my diabetes. I have enormous trouble maintaining my blood sugar no matter what I do right now anyway. It has always been very unpredictable due to problems from a car wreck and the endometriosis that is causing major problems again. I shudder at trying to manage the diabetes with the effects of cancer and chemo. I have a really good friend whose dad was diabetic and was diagnosed with cancer. They took him off all his meds, and as a result of that and the effects of chemo, his blood sugar was so high he was hallucinating. I know it is done, but right now the
fear is....well,
FEAR. And of course, the brain always zeros in on the worse case scenarios [sm=rolleyes.gif]. But, as you say, it could be a cyst or a blocked duct etc.
For lack of a better ways of explaining it, the unkown has always bothered me. I try to find out as much information as I can and be prepared - to have some base of knowledge so that when I do know what I am facing, the overload doesn't totally leave me unable to function and groping for what I need to ask. I have been burnt by doctors telling me what they think I need to know, not what I should know, that several health problems didn't get treated like they should have. So I try to be my own best advocate and be informed, but this time - Lack of knowledge fuels me fear.
With that being said, I have shied away from researching managing diabetes and cancer. Why? In some perverse way it helps me not think about it. Denial can be a good thing is some ways. *shrug* Especially when knowing makes me 'obsess' even more. I have really been overwhelmed by my health lately, and right now I am having a hard time facing the research, so the fear is always creeping around the edges of my thoughts, kind of like your analogy of not thinking of snakes for five minutes *smile*. I also lost my best friend and cousin to cancer three years ago, so it also brings up some very painful memories. She had stomach cancer, and she just wasted away. She was there for me through so much growing up that she was more my sister than cousin, so losing her...[
] She was always there when things were bad, so not having her now is really hard.
Like so many others on here, 2006 was not a good year for me. Major stress from the car wreck lawsuit led to high blood sugar, that in turn made it very easy for me to get sick. The sinusitis that has been plaguing me for over six months has my body pulled down and my anemia amped up to the point that every day task are exhausting. The prospect of having to 'manage' another health issues (trying not to say crisis here *snort*) is just burying me. It's been so long since I've had a good day or felt that there is light visible up ahead, that I'm really struggling to be positive.
I've set here and rambled (or rather whined) about all this to the point that I am not sure about posting it. So many others have it worse, but I guess I just feel like I have reached the end of my coping rope. And I guess, since I don't have Lisa to talk to about what's bothering me, I need to vent to someone. I guess yall are that someone. Even as close as I am to my Mom, I don't feel like I can let her know how bad I have been feeling or how hard a time I am having dealing with it all. She has become almost smothering since the diabetes diagnosis and the low blood sugar episodes and losing Lisa, that I hesitate to tell her how bad it has been. I already feel like I have lost so much in the way of independece since we moved home from Bryan/College Station, that I don't want to have to deal with her stress as well as mine. I have always been the 'fixer' in the family. Go figure. My husband is great, and we have a very open communication, but men don't always understand the need to talk things out, sometimes multiple times. That, and I don't want to make his stress worse. I know he worries about me enough as it is.
So after saying all that, my 'don't think about snakes' fix is to obsess about pedigree research on the blood lines of my min pins! Even though any breeding is years away, Keela has a nice list of potential mates now, complete with 5 generation pedigrees and inbreeding coefficients. Depending on how long it takes to get the results, I might need a larger hard drive before I am done! So here's to not thinking about snakes [8|], and appreciating the dickens out of you guys for reading and understanding. Hugs to everyone!