So... I woke up this morning around 3:40, and I got up and washed my face. While returning to bed, I started thinking about what I went through yesterday. I went to the doctor because I've been having issues for a while with my reproductive system. Long story short; I have what is called Polycystic Ovaries Syndrome, or PCOS. If untreated correctly, it could lead up to cervical, uterine, or ovarian cancer; plus, it could leave me without the ability to have children. I found out about that in 2004, and have been doing pretty well since then. Unfortunately, things have been a little hay wire lately. So I went to get checked out.
The doctor decided that I needed a biopsy. Yep, you read it right. Without the disgusting details, I laid on my back, and she proceeded with the procedure. I thought that I experienced pain before with my chronic back spasms. HONEY!!! To have a piece of you pulled and prodded and sliced, while conscious and alert... I digress... After the procedure, I ended up getting blood work done. I have to go back later today for an ultrasound so they can see what my ovaries look like.
Today, I'm asking for you prayer warriors to go to the throne for me. For the bible says that the prayers of the righteous availeth much. I am a firm believer in the power of prayer, and I know that if you're reading this then you are too. I am claiming nothing but victory and healing over myself today, and I need you to do the same.
Until next time... be blessed.
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