Today is the twenty-second anniversary of my pituitary Cushing's surgery. It seems like I should be feeling better by now, right?
Sure, some things are better although I'm hard-pressed to say which.
My endo says I don't have Cushing's anymore, so that's a good thing.
I do have a growth hormone deficiency, I'm panhypopituitary and have adrenal insufficiency. Kinda like the old jumping out of the frying pan into the fire.
One thing cured, 3 others added. Hmmm - I'm not sure I like the math.
Supposedly, I have a slightly longer life expectancy because the tumor is gone...but the GH deficiency can take away up to 5 years, the kidney cancer can take away more so I'm losing ground on that, too.
Because of the cancer, I can't do anything about the GH deficiency. Because of the treatment for the GH deficiency, I might have gotten the cancer in the first place. Catch 22. Interesting that this phrase coincides with the anniversary number.
Then, I often wonder - is life expectancy only about years? What if there's no quality?
Mary, I'm so sorry that you're still sick after all these years. You are SO awesome and have helped SO many people (myself included). Sending mad hugs and luv your way.
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