In 2003 I finally had a divorce. I was free. But who would look at me now? I was 330 pounds, depressed and had become a recluse. I had a handful of friends left, and I could count those on one hand. I moved into my own place and began a life of deep solitude, turning my presence and energies into the internet where people wouldn’t judge me.
Sitting in front of the computer for years didn’t help either, nor did the medical problems that cropped up as a direct result of that. Two years ago (2005) I began to hemorrhage sporadically. No one knew why, all the doctors attributed it to my weight gain (it affected my hormonal cycles too). Ultrasounds etc produced no results. And money was tighter than ever. So I stopped going to the doctors. For two years I never left the house, afraid to go out and be stuck in the middle of an episode where I would hemorrhage uncontrollably. Twice I was rushed to the hospital but all tests came back ok. I was only diagnosed with anemia due to blood loss.
In 2006, I finally saw a doctor who put me through a crapton of tests. $2000 later, it was discovered that in my uterus, I had a tumor growing. It was the size of a grapefruit at the time of diagnosis.
Cancer...
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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