July 08, 2009

Well Hello John Stockton

Every year we women have the great...ok not great...and probably not every year.....opportunity to visit the doctor for what we hope to be "you are doing great see you next year visit."

Yesterday I showed up at my doctor's office and met my mom, who took all four of my children, so I could enjoy this experience in peace, enjoy is probably not the correct adjective but you know what I mean.

So I sat in peace in the waiting room, taking in deep breaths, so my blood pressure will be normal, not my normal but normal normal. I didn't wait long until my name was called back.

"Hop on the scale." Not too bad, not the number I'd like to see but not the numbers I fear to see either.

"Sit, lets see how your blood pressure is doing, I will prick your finger while we are waiting to check your iron." Ok not too bad.

"Lets go to the office." All the standard questions are asked. I answer, laughing and joking like I normally do.

Doctor comes in, we talk. I tell her a bit of my history. Mention to her that for some reason my body keeps producing lumps. She and I talk about that. Then she has me assume the position. I look up and low and behold staring above me John Stockton...what the heck? So I mentioned to the doctor that I have never had a professional ball player in the room for this. I am trying to make light conversation and joke while I hold back the tears of uncomfortableness.

"Does this hurt."

"uh uh."

"I will stop."


She then hands me a box of tissue. Ok thanks I guess.

"We need to do a belly scan, I feel a large mass."

"It couldn't be a baby could it?"

"No, its too hard." Relief flooded over me. I am not sure if that is the right response, a mass is more comforting to me than a baby right now?

I went to the sonogram room, and lay down on the table, and asked her if I could get a DVD...I laughed, and she said "Well if it is a baby I will turn it on for you."

"Thanks, I really hope its not a baby, I guess there could be worse things."

The screen fills with black and grey blobs and she is clicking and measuring, and at the bottom of the screen I see "mass" and measurements.

I asked "do you see what she felt?"

"Yes there is a tumor."

So here I sit, with no John Stockton passing to Malone to look at, and wonder what the heck is going on in my body. First the chest than my face and now my uterus. She wants me to call my insurance and see if they will pay for a CT Scan.

Honestly, is my fourth quarter of problems up yet?? Can I pass the ball to someone? I feel like a ball player holding the ball and being guarded by the whole other team and no one to pass the ball to...I am about to double dribble here.


A Stitch In Thyme said...

You had me at STOCKTON.. the greatest pick and roll duo in basketball ever. Stockton and malone. I had a dog named after the Utah Jazz.. jazzmine. I used to love bball until all my guys retired.

Thanks for the memory

Michelle said...

Yuck! Get well soon!

Sheri said...

That's funny about the John Stockton Picture and a little creepy too!! I am sure he would agree!!
I am glad you can still find a small amount of humor! Hang in there friend!!

Anonymous said...

I know I haven't kept in touch since you moved but I do read your bog site often. I am sorry that you have had to go through so many difficult times lately. Recently my husband lost his job so I to share some of your feelings of realization. I hope your tumor is benign, and I will pray for you.
Love, Vanessa Santos

merathon said...

hope everything's okay, corinne. we'll be praying for you!

Jana said...


Semi-Slacker Mom said...

Please keep us posted! I would have preferred a baby. maybe. not.

Yvonne said...

I hope everything turns out o.k. Please hang in there. I will be praying for you.

Jules said...

Corrine I really hope everything is all right. I have been feeling a little down about my own stresses, but I realize we are all going through hard times, some more than others. You inspire me with your amazing attitude, keep it up friend.

katharine said...

perhaps you are now one up one me for the suckiest year...

did you find out if the insurance will cover it?

Maren said...

Your 4th quarter should be up, if it isn't yet! I REALLY hope things smooth out for you, and I still hope you can come visit some time. Do keep us posted on the outcome. We are all thinking of you and praying for you here.

Julie said...

Hey Corrine. You have lots of us who care about you and are praying for you! So at least you have good teammates! Hope everything takes a turn for the better soon.

Julie :)

SweetmamaK said...

The tech had no business telling you it was a tumor. She's hardly qualified to make that assumption. ON a good note, my friend just recently went through all of this- until she had surgery we were all (doctor including) certain it was cancer, it turns out she has a rare condition called myalyamatosis which creates fibroid tumors - she had to have a complete hysterectomy and will have to take medicine to stave off the hormones that cause the fibroids, but she wil live- she had lumps everywhere, on lymph nodes and on her breasts as well. I hope this is what you have.

Adrienne said...

I'm so sorry Corrine. I don't even know what else to say. We'll be down as soon as we can and I hope I can catch you at the restaurant.

pecas said...


Jeff and Anna too! said...

Ah... you have to be kidding me. I'd say read about Job... at SOME point things like this gotta stop happening, right???

I'm sorry! What a mess. I'll be thinking about you, K?

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