I was in the gym today and while doing lat pulldowns my abs were unusually sore. I simply ran my hand down my stomach and there is was...a lump! Just above my navel. Oh Jeebuz! Did I finally do it? Did I finally cause myself to get a hernia? I immediately call the doctor and then Shando. The earliest I can get in to see the doctor is 4pm. Great, now I get to spend the whole day feeling and contemplating what I have. OMG! What if it is a hernia? That will mean surgery! And how long will I be out? I can't have that now. (not to mention that I don't have any insurance).
Well, after a day of grumpiness, snapping at Shando several times for no reason, and worrying myself to sickness, the doctor takes a feel.
"You just recently lost a lot of weight huh?"
"yeah, so what does that mean? OMG! What did I do to myself" -me
"Nothing. Do you have a history of lymphomas?"
"yes, O!M!G!...is this all this is?"-me
"yep, since you are losing all the fat on your belly, there is nothing to cushion the little buggers. So you'll feel them more and they might be tender. But that is about it." -doctor
"great! thanks"-me
As soon as he said this, I knew what it was from the beginning. It is exactly what I told myself when I first felt it. But then that devil, the internet, I was all over it checking out symptoms and I knew it was a hernia.
Lesson learned. If it doesn't hurt or I am in any pain, give it 24 hours then check it again.
Second lesson for the day. After witnessing that horrible accident, be grateful for life and good health. Each year, month, day, hour, minute, and second.
I am glad you are doing alright Mr. Grumpy!
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