You often hear people say the expression, "TOO MUCH INFORMATION," especially when someone reveals something extremely personal. This may be TMI for some of you, but it's my blog and I can say what I want to. I am feeling a lack of enough information lately. Specifically in reference to a couple of medical conditions I have been diagnosed with. After much frustration at the differing opinions I keep getting, I have decided I am going to go for genetic counseling. In March at my next yearly physical (which is a bit of an oxymoron at this point because I definitely go to the doctor MULTIPLE times a year) I am going to make a demand for a referral to such a practitioner. I am being asked by multiple specialists to make some decisions that I feel are going to all affect each other in a holistic way, and straightening out my family medical history and what genetic components I have been gifted with will, I feel, will help me to make the best choices. The conditions in question? Atypical ductal hyperplasia (of the breast tissue) and adenomatous colon polyps, which place me at a higher risk and a more frequent screening schedule for breast and colon cancer, combined with a knowledge that my mother died from uterine cancer. There are other cancers on that side of the family that may have genetic links as well I have learned. For all that the medical community now knows about cancer, it still seems to be nebulous when the cells in question start becoming cancer. Is what I have pre-cancerous, abnormal cells, transitional or very, very early stage? Is the question "whether" it will become cancer or rather "when?" A matter of semantics perhaps, but let me tell you when it's your life you are talking about it gets personal. And when you lose a parent to cancer, unless its cause is obvious (say, lung cancer from smoking), it gets your full attention... I'm only 49, and I am not ready to check out of this race prematurely, unless forced to do so. So there. Big raspberry.