I'm a Middle-aged, Overweight Woman
Well, here we go again. My diagnosis has changed again from just pneumonia to a compressed lung and pleurisy with a little pneumonia. Why does it keep changing? Because there's something else wrong and no one can figure out what it is. I have an idea. But I won't speak of it yet. Why? Because I hope with all of my heart and soul that I'm wrong. I will give you just a little hint though: it starts with pancreatic. . . .
It's going to take me six months to recover from all of this once it's finally finished. At least I hope that's all it takes. I move like an old woman now. After two years of diet and exercise and once being able to move like the person I was in my 30s, I'm now reduced to a shuffling old woman. And I'm rapidly gaining weight. That goes along with the nausea, diarrhea, fatigue, itching, and pain--God, let's not forget the constant pain.
Gaining weight? Yes, gaining weight. But shouldn't people with pancreatic. . . be losing weight? Well, not if they have islet cell carcinoma, insulinoma in particular. And if they are a middle-aged, overweight woman--the kind of people insulinomas love. Fortunately not all insulinomas are malignant. Many are benign. But they do affect insulin production and do require surgery.
Believe me. I want it to be something simple. I truly do. But so many things have been ruled out. And the pain is still there.
I'm still holding out hope. I have another test next week. Let's hope it rules out one more thing.
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