It's a difficult and uncertain thing to say. I have a mass on my liver. The mass needs to be looked at via MRI for further evaluation. It could mean I have a mass for no real reason and its not cancerous or problematic. It could mean something a lot worse but that's simply ridiculous, right?
Since most of my lab work is normal and I don't have any symptoms I think the likelihood that this is something serious is slim. This is what I'm telling myself. I'm telling myself this until Tuesday when my doctor is finally back at work and will give me his opinion and then place an order for an MRI so that I can get answers as fast as possible.
For the technical you:
A 7.5 x 8.1 x 6.2 cm slightly heterogeneous but predominantly isochoic mass is seen in the right lobe of the liver. The liver is otherwise unremarkable.
Am I concerned? Yes. Am I plagued by this? Not yet. It's fresh on the brain and too foreign to comprehend just yet. For now I shall enjoy the weekend and hope that work is busy on Monday so that I don't have time to sit around wondering what the hell is wrong with me. Uncertainty is worse than a diagnosis and prognosis. Even if it's serious at least I'll know.
Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. These benign masses show up on organs all the time. I could name it and move on with my life w/o any problems.
PS. I'm not telling my parents or Chris' parents anything until I know what's what. They're parents. They worry enough. Let's not make them worry about something that's likely to be nothing.
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