Tomorrow I go under the knife.
I have a nodule on my thyroid gland, which appears to be comprised of a murky blend of papillary and follicular cells. After undergoing a fine needle aspiration biopsy, the pathology report came back labeled 'suspicious.' The recommended course of action for suspicious cytologies is surgery - as 25% of these lesions turn out to be malignant. So, in the morning, my surgeon will remove the nodule, have a pathologist freeze it immediately and then analyze it under a microscope. If the pathologist concludes that the nodule is benign, then I'll simply get sewn up, stay overnight in the hospital and sent on my merry way. If the nodule appears malignant, then the surgeon will come back and perform a partial or full thyroidectomy depending on the size and location of the nodule. After this, I'll spend the night in the hospital and then take a course of radioactive iodine six weeks later.
If you have read this blog for any length of time, you realize that I don't discuss personal, non-wine issues. So why am I telling the World Wide Web that I'm getting my neck cut open in the morning? I hope to impress on anyone reading this, who, like me, has never really experienced health problems (I did get my tonsils out in the 4th grade - that's pretty much it), that it's important to see your doctor regularly. Annual physicals are important. And, if you detect any lumps/bumps/sensations, out of the ordinary, you should definitely see a doc.
Tomorrow you'll be in good hands as the WG will be posting a few tidbits. I'll be back, perhaps under the influence of strong pain medication, on Wednesday. It should make for some entertaining reading!