Usually I have been writing about a particular topic. Instead, today I feel like writing about my weekend. It wasn’t overly eventful or anything, but it was a good weekend nonetheless. Any time my entire weekend doesn’t revolve around cancer or feeling awful, I figure life is good.
This weekend I had an MRI for my boobies. Nothing is going on with my boobies (at least not to my knowledge). However, given my insane and extensive medical history, I have a lot of MRIs of different body parts to make sure there’s no cancer hanging out. You name the body part, and I’m sure I’ve had a test done there. I really wish I could just have one full-body MRI and that’s it. Most people wish to be famous or win the lottery, I’m wishing for a full-body MRI, there is something definitely wrong with this picture. I also wish I didn’t have cancer. But don’t get me wrong, being famous and winning the lottery are pretty sweet too.
I have an annual breast MRI every October, but most recently they saw a “shadow” (I have no idea what that means) and wanted the test repeated within 6 months…..hence my Sunday MRI. I could think of about a million better things I would rather be doing on a Sunday (sleeping, going for brunch, lounging about in my pjs, not going to the hospital, did I mention sleeping? etc, etc.) However, as long as the results are good, who cares, right? I will just suck it up, like I’ve sucked up the rest of this ordeal. This doesn’t make me a sucker, does it?
Here I am looking exceptionally fashionable in my mammoth hospital gown.
I realize that being a fashionista is not a top priority at hospitals nor is there room in their budget for this sort of thing. But these ginormous gowns have got to go! Or perhaps they could have a range of sizes and colours. Or maybe black, it’s slimming and looks good on everyone. Red would be awesome too. Vera Wang, if you are reading my blog right now, PLEASE HELP!!! I typically love the colour blue, but this hospital hue of blue really does nothing for the complexion. And I would even settle for a gown that doesn’t leave you completely exposed. No one needs to see my bits and pieces; it’s really not necessary. Luckily the nice receptionist girl handed me two gowns to wear in order to minimize the “I’m walking around with my butt hanging out look“, and to keep me a little warmer. What’s with the arctic air that blows on you during an MRI, right? It was freezing in there!
Then I was given a contrast dye for the MRI (it helps to get a clearer picture), and thankfully the nurse got the vein on the first try! Thank you, nice nurse lady. I really appreciate you not poking at my veins a gazillion times, or leaving a huge nasty bruise on my arm, or worse yet, missing the vein completely (and you feel like the little girl in the Exorcist..“it burns, it burns”). This is an awful feeling.
I have been given so much contrast dye over the last little while that I think my body is getting a little peeved. Usually, it has no effect on me whatsoever, but yesterday, for some reason I felt a little nauseated after my test. It could have been the awkward position that you are placed in when you undergo a breast MRI, although the machines have improved over the years and are much more comfortable. At least now there is some padding on the bar you are lying face down on that is placed in-between your boobs. This used to kill before (it would literally hurt your lungs to breathe), now it didn’t bother me at all. Either the test has improved, or my tolerance for pain and annoying situations has skyrocketed. I’m guessing that it’s probably a bit of both.
Fortunately my weekend did not consist only of hospital visits. I also was able to do something on Saturday afternoon that I thoroughly enjoy. I baked cupcakes! Baking (as is blogging) is very therapeutic for me. Well, except for the times when things go horribly wrong and I become “bakezilla.” Not a pretty sight.
I made yummy chocolate cupcakes. These are not part of my healthy living lifestyle, so I didn’t eat any of them. But I was told that they were delicious. Here’s a peak at them…
Hopefully you guessed “owl”. I made these cute looking owl cupcakes for my sister-in-law’s owl-themed baby shower. They were a huge hit! The shower was lovely and everything turned out wonderful.
Perhaps I will have to take a stab at a healthy version of these cupcakes one day. If I do, I will be sure to let you all know.
When you are feeling good, it’s okay that your weekend consists of MRIs and cupcakes. You must take it all in stride. Just try not to make a habit of the MRIs 😉
Love, health, and cute-looking cupcakes!