Doctor’s Visits And Returning To Uni

“If the winds of fortune are temporarily blowing against you, remember that you can harness them and make them carry you toward your definite purpose, through the use of your imagination.” ~Napoleon Hill
 
 
Yesterday I went and saw my OB/GYN and the outcome was what I suspected what it would be. They won’t do surgery on the cyst unless it meets one of the following requirements:
A.) It is over 8 centimeters.
B.) It is causing acute pain.
C.) It is pressing against my organs (such as my bladder) .
 
Since it is not doing any of these things, they will not remove it. They have given me Hydrocodone and Ibuprofen to take care of the pain and to perhaps allow this thing to shrink in the next month. The last time I had this surgery, the cyst was 10 centimeters. Yeah a major difference in size compared to the one I have now, 4.7 centimeters. However, I am tired of being nauseous and feeling like crap. However, I am going to be a sport and give it a try. I go back next month for another sonogram to see what it looks like.
 
My parents drove me back to Uni yesterday. I slept for part of the day and then had dinner. Then I watched, Bend It Like Beckham. It wasn’t the same without Maggie Cage, but it worked. During that Kat and Jimmy called me to see how I was doing. It was good to talk to them, and I really do miss hanging out with those cats.
 
I had called Manny earlier in the day. I had woken him up, but he wanted to know what happened. I informed him and then I told him to go back to sleep. He called me around 9:45 last night and we talked. He was waiting for his friend to get into town because all the guys were going to go out. I told him he could come over while he waited.
 
He came over and we talked. He is pretty worried, but he doesn’t know how to express it. I was feeling pretty good last night because I was doped up on pain meds. He asked me if I wanted to go out with them last night. I would probably be the only girl. I said that I needed to stay in and get some sleep. He understood. He has plans to go out with some of his other friends tonight, but he said he was up for watching a movie in the early evening or late afternoon. I thought that would be fun.
 
Since we haven’t gotten to hang out with each other much this week, I think we are going to hang out on Sunday evening. I am looking forward to it.
 
While we were sitting on my sofa talking, we were talking about his culture. I asked him if it was better to be darker or fairer skinned. He said for girls it is better to be fairer, for guys it doesn’t matter. I guess because fairer skinned is viewed as being pretty. As we were discussing this, he informed me that his mother does not want him to marry a white girl. I’ve known this for a while, but I’m curious as if this is his way of saying, don’t take this relationship too seriously. I don’t know, it just seemed odd.
 
His mate showed up, so he had to head over to Vinnie’s I walked with him over there and got to meet his friend. He is a very nice guy and asked me if I wanted to go out with them. I thanked him, but said that I was staying in for the weekend. Then I headed home.
 
I’ve got a lot of things to do today study, clean my room, take care of dishes, and cook some things for this week.