So the doc's appointment was today.

I went to see Dr. Grant Heinz an Ophthalmic Facial Plastic Surgeon today about my eye lumpy thingy. Together Tres and I wait patiently. The last doc forgot to forward the right scans so Tres ran off to pick them up. An emergency came up and so we got bumped down in line, gladly I might add.

This young man was drinking at a frat party when his best friend punched him in the eye. The white of his eye was black totally, and I could see his retina!! FREAKY! It was like looking at a dogs eye when you flash light, like with head lights or when your taking a picture!!!

Oh my gosh! I talked with his mom and had a great visit with her while we waited. When they were done she came out and gave me a hug before she left. What a nice lady!

Finally after 2 hours we could be seen.

The verdict threw me.

Osteoma, a bony tumor. It is basically about two inches wide. It had totally destroyed my left front sinus, it was pushing on my eye and waaay to close to my brain for the plastic surgeon to handle. I will have to go to a crainiofacial surgeon and a neurosurgeon. (look it's me, aren't I pretty?)

The problem is that if all the tissue is not removed it will grow back, destroying more bone and press on my eye. So far all I know is that the surgery may possibly entail opening a small hole into my brain cavity. I will have to have a large incision above my face in my hair then peel my face down to about my nose, cut and lift a muscle or two and then have the osteoma carefully drilled out. --->uhm, what do you say to that?

Doc said He's only dealt with these 5 times in his career and that I only came to him because he thought it might be small and he could save me from a major surgery.

My headaches and my sight's depth perception, the pain of an eternal sinus infection are telling me get this out now, but other than that I have a blank feeling on how to take this. I look to Tres and give him that look as if to say "Weird, huh?" Then I go on, say my thank yous & goodbyes and I make some phone calls. Go to the Service FHE and visit my family.

I'm not sure what to say or think but I guess that's why I blog. I have to confront my feelings and work them out.

So to be honest, I feel fine. I'm no different than I was 6 hours ago. I guess I'm one of those kind of people who is too busy with the life I lead to visualise anything else, like the what if's. I thought I'd be that way, I thought I'd cry. I nearly did when my mom did when she hugged me to say sorry. But all I have in me is the dishes, diapers, babies in beds and tomorrows plans for fun with the kids if they do their chores. I'm so busy & tired and so right now I'm just happy to know what's going on and that there is a game plan. That's good enough for me!

Ps. I'm sorry if this post is how you find this out, I'd love to call everyone and I tried but it's 11pm and I needed to get this off of my chest!

Here's some links:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osteoma

http://www.bonetumor.org/tumors/pages/page12.html

and for you hard core med heads:

http://www.ispub.com/journal/the_internet_journal_of_otorhinolaryngology/volume_10_number_2_8/article/orbital-osteoma-of-ethmoidal-origin.html