I Have a Tumah.

If you are easily disgusted, please turn away now. Apparently, my pregnant body likes to grow things aside from babies.

Well, I thought that I was going to be able to relax these last couple of weeks before the babies are born. I was back in the doctor's office yesterday having surgery performed on...my hand. A few weeks ago, a little red broken blood vessel that I've had on the palm of my hand for years decided to mutate into a disgusting little mass. I passed it off as a blood blister, but it just kept growing. And growing. And then...another little mass started growing out of the top of it.

Fast forward to last Wednesday when I was getting ready for bed. I looked down and both of my hands were covered in blood. I immediately looked down to make sure it wasn't coming from my woohoo and thank God it wasn't. The little bastard had burst open. I cleaned and dressed it up nicely thinking that it would now deflate and heal up. Wrong. It took about 30 minutes to get the bleeding to stop, and never decreased in size.

The same thing happened Friday as I was getting out of the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror and my white robe and towel was covered in blood. Dang thing opened up again. Through the weekend it never stopped bleeding and never went down in size. After washing my hair with bloody shampoo on Monday morning, I decided to call my dermatologist.

It's called a Pyogenic Granuloma. A benign tumor, thank God. It happens to < 5% of pregnant women. Figures! It usually occurs in the mouth, hands, and fingers. She said it was the biggest one that she has ever come across and that was probably because I had the hormones of two babies feeding it. F'awesome. They are very vascular tumors and are a pain in the arse to get rid of during pregnancy. She said that it should go away after delivery but that it could take up to 6 months. Because mine wouldn't stop bleeding, we didn't think it would be very easy or sanitary to take care of two babies while having to deal with a nasty bloody growth on my hand. She ended up cutting it off and cauterizing all of the vessels as best she could. She said it could grow back this week, and if it does I will have to keep coming back to do it again. Double F'awesome.

So now it looks like someone put their cigarette out in the palm of my hand and held it there for 5 minutes. Lol. I will say that it is entirely possible to do things with only one hand. Trying to wash my face last night was the best example...

Ahhh, of all things. If it's not supposed to happen, it will happen to Andy and Jessica! Of course, I'm not complaining at all...I just find it humorous. At least it didn't grow out of my butt this time!

Hmmm. Let's review.

• Infertility. Check.
• Endometriosis. Check.
• Premature ovarian failure. Check Check.
• Seven Failed IUIs. Check.
• 2 Failed IVFs. Check.
• Canceled Egg Donor Cycles x 2. Check.
• Subchorionic Hematoma. Check Check.
• Cluster of grapes coming out of my bunghole. Check Check Check.
• Pilonidal Abscess in my bungcrack having to be lanced, drained, and packed with gauze. Check.
• Skin tag forest inside of my belly button and armpits. Check.
• Cankles, Knankles. Thankles. Wankles. Check Check Check Check.
• Gestational Diabetes. Check.
• Drippy eye. Check.
• Liver spot in the shape of Africa on my forehead. Check Check.
• Holding two beautiful baby boys in our arms in a matter of weeks. Worth every second of the last seven years.

We're headed to the high risk doctor tomorrow and will find out how much they weigh! Yay! 

In case you are interested in seeing this disgusting growth, here are a few pictures. Enjoy! ;)

The Tumah...before

 The Tumah...before

 The Tumah...after. Sheesh!

 Please pray that it heals and doesn't grow back so I can take care of our babies!