I woke my husband up last night to check out a lump on my left side. It was about 1:00 am and it was something he definitely needed to see. I have friends dealing with cancer and tumors and I take nothing lightly anymore. If something doesn’t feel right, I don’t ignore it, thinking it will go away. Nope. I get it checked.
So I was watching the Democratic National Convention and hubby had gone to bed. The convention was over and I was watching the MSNBC crew talk about the convention and I checked to make sure I had the right amount of protein and liquids for the day. Well, I needed 22 more grams of protein so I decided to have some milk and some cheese to finish off my protein requirements for the day.
I went to the kitchen and got my protein requirements going and I had my hand on my left side of my belly and I felt this really hard lump. It went from my front to my backside and I started to get worried. Two people I know have tumors or had them removed. This was scaring me. I poked and prodded and rubbed around and suddenly I started laughing hysterically.
That lump was my hip bone. My weight loss is starting to show. I have a lump on my right side too. OMG, I have hip bones that are near the surface.
I ran into the bedroom where hubby had just crawled back into bed after a trip to the bathroom and I made him feel those lumps. Two of them. Two gorgeous, amazing lumps. I didn’t tell him what the one lump was at first and he had a worried look on his face. Then I put his hand on both of my hips and he smiled, “You have hips, honey!” he said to me. He smiled and pulled me in for a kiss, his hands enjoying my newfound hips.
Finding your hip bones after so many years of plushness hiding them is an exciting moment. I am excited. I have hip bones I can feel.