I know I said the other day that we were as organized as tadpoles, but that’s not really the case. We did have plans originally. We were going to make a million dollars and move back to the States for a while. I bought the special paper and loaded up on colored ink for the making a million dollars part–I figure if governments can randomly print currency, why can’t I–but the moving to the States part just isn’t happening.
A couple of months ago when we were making our final moving plans we found out that I have a prolactinoma. A prolactin-what? Don’t worry, I thought the same thing when the endocrinologist told me. A prolactinoma is a benign tumor on your pituitary gland. The pituitary gland is the orange thing in this picture.
Tumors on the pituitary gland are usually not such a big deal considering that roughly 25 percent of the population has small growths on their pituitary glands that cause no problems at all. Most don’t even know that they have them. Occasionally these tumors will secrete hormones and that can cause problems.
My tumor secretes prolactin. Prolactin is a hormone associated with pregnancy that causes lactation. The good news is that I may have a future as a wet nurse. I wonder how much they get paid.
Though I can be quite obsessed with the idea of being ill, when I actually find out I have something wrong with me my first instinct is to do nothing. Ignore it and it will go away is my philosophy. Well with this that kind of isn’t an option. If left untreated increased amounts of prolactin causes early menopause and osteoporosis. There is also the minor issue of the tumor possibly continuing to grow and causing blindness to consider too.
These tumors can usually be treated with medication. Sometimes surgery is necessary to remove them though. Right now I’m taking a medication called cabergoline to shrink my tumor. It made me feel lousy for the first few weeks of taking it, but I read somewhere that if you take it before going to bed at night the side effects are less severe. That seems to be working so that’s great.
This affects our move to the States because of health insurance. I now have a pre-existing condition that needs monitoring. There’s nothing health insurance companies hate more than pre-existing conditions and monitoring. Drats!! Those health insurance companies are a real pain in the back side.
Anyway, that’s where things stand at the moment. I’m largely unfazed. It’s kind of a waiting game for now.