But wait. What's this? Why does it hurt like the devil when I barely press on my lower rib cage? What the...? Initial layman prognosis was gallbladder - ok - so I ran to a doc. He said uh-uh, but your oncologist will probably want a CT scan. Um, WHY??? He played it cool but I figured it out - bcancer likes to go to the ribs. Damn!
A sonogram of my abdomen was necessary anyway but it showed healthy organs, woo! Now CT is scheduled for Wed and I'm not sure I want to know. I have a bad feeling, but that doesn't mean much. It's just your average, generic brand of terror that comes from knowing that IF its bad, it's the deadly bad kind of bad. But _years_ of it. Not the "get your affairs in order because it could be any day" kind of bad. But the "we can treat this and hope for a cure while we run your body through the ringer for several if not maybe 10 years before you finally die" kind of bad. I'm sorry if that's morbid or cynical - but if you've tried on these shoes I'm wearing then you know what I mean.
So then there's the bright side that IF the CT shows healthy ribs, I only have costochondritis. And here's what The Mayo Clinic says about it:
"It can be frustrating to know that there's little your doctor can do to treat your costochondritis. But you can take self-care measures to make yourself more comfortable, which can give you a greater sense of control over your condition. Try the following:
Through all this, I've been complaining about how tired I am of being a patient. How I just want a break from docs & hospitals & surgeries & "conditions"! I even had a minor breakthrough recently with my lymphedema "condition" and ordered a fancy compression sleeve that looks like I have flower tattoos up & down that arm. My OT was right, it doesn't control the swelling perfectly, but it makes me feel better so I just do extra heavy arm wraps at night to make up for it. But now there's this new rib pain that isn't getting any better no matter what I try. So the fear keeps pullin' me back in! (Al Pacino's got nothing on me.)
- Over-the-counter painrelievers. Costochondritis symptoms can often be controlled with acetaminophen (Tylenol, others), ibuprofen (Advil, Motrin, others) or naproxen (Aleve).
- Heat or ice. Try placing hot compresses or a heating pad to the painful area several times a day. Keep the heat on a low setting. Ice also may be helpful.
- Rest. Avoid activities that make your pain worse.
Which leads me to my signature close - a lil Scripture. I do this because that's the cycle, my cycle anyway. I have Hope, then a new problem, then an old fear, then a new Hope. So here's my newest encouragement. I am a cracked pot. We all are, true. Clay vessels with various flaws, or cracks. My body (aka vessel) has been physically flawed over & over & over going on 10 years now from uterine fibroids to double mastectomies to a titanium hip and the scars & swollen arm & cancer treatment damage in between, so the cracks in my vessel feel huge, and overwhelming at times. Then comes a reminder from Scripture to let my lil' light shine. Show Jesus' power, light, working in my life. And it makes me thankful that I have soooooo many cracks to let the light shine through. That sounds crazy but, if you know Him, you understand that nothing brings more joy than proclaiming His Glory (source: pastor J.Haefs....and The Bible). If I can remember that suffering produces perseverance, and perseverence produces character, and character produces hope, (Romans 5:3) then I'll be okay.
So while I wait to find out how large this next crack will be, and while I pray a friend through a whole different kind of cancer nightmare, I hold on to Jesus and His unfailing care for me, for us. I groan and mutter "your will be done" but I mean it just the same. He is the captain of my ship, my vessel, and I trust Him. Because I believe He IS who He says He is! (Have you read His book?!) His Word is my lamp, my lighthouse, and my prayer will always be that it shines through each and every crack of my clay pot.
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies." http://bible.com/59/2co.4.7-10.esvTo Him be the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen!