An eventful week

So this past week was a crazy ride. Saturday night I was leaning against my hand and somehow when I moved it against my face I damaged a gland under my chin. It was a sharp tearing pain that lasted only a few seconds. I thought I had maybe pulled a muscle (this thought was pre diagnosis). It was a little achy, but I didn't give it much thought. The next night however, the pain was getting increasingly worse. So last Sunday night headed to the ER. After waiting a while I was seen by a doctor who ordered a CT scan to make sure I hadn't done serious damage. I was in and out of the CT scan within minutes. I understand why they may keep the room cool, because with the stuff they injected I was warm. Waited a little while longer for the results from the scan. The doctor came in and now was less concerned with what I done to my jaw, obviously there was damage, but nothing to serious. He was now concerned with the bump he had found on my thyroid and the fact that my lymph nodes were swollen due to an unknown infection.

Even though he was as nice as he could be it, the words coming out of his mouth were hard to hear. My mind instantly jumped to my mom and her battle with Cancer. Could this be? This thought was quickly relieved by a peace that no matter what God would hold my hand all the way no matter what it was; after all he hadn't said that I had cancer, he just said there was a bump. He sent me home with a prescription for antibiotics and a pain killer and recommended that I go see my doctor.

Tuesday afternoon I was in my doctors office. She said that I damaged a gland. She sent me on to a lab to get blood work done and also began the process to get a ultra sound done on my thyroid. Was in and out of the lab. The waiting to know what it is, still continued. Let me tell you that while I still had peace about the outcome, it is still hard to wait. I tried to focus on work and not on the medical stuff.

Wednesday at our Women's Health class, the group prayed for me (there were others already praying as well). Then we worked out a little bit. Let me just tell you that exercise bands look harmless, but my arms were sore after the work out.

Friday I received a copy of the blood results and was happy to find that all test were normal. My white cells are normal, I do not have diabetes (something my mom aslo had), and a bunch of results all normal. While this doesn't clear up all the questions it is a good start.

This coming Tuesday is the ultra sound. They are going to be checking to see if it is hollow or dense? I will leave all the technical stuff up to the docs and the technicians. Me I continue to be at peace. My God is bigger than cancer, and he can hold my hand if it ever comes down to that.

On other health news, I tried a little harder this week, but still didn't eat that well. There were some good choices made and some not so good choices. Pizza is my downfall. I can not say no to it's cheesy goodness. But I did work out this week, so just maybe I burned off a few of those calories....