For those of you who aren't movie buffs, the title of this blog probably makes no sense to you. For those of you who recognize it, I applaud you. :)
Lately my life has felt a like a riddle...like the Universe is trying to tell me something but I'm just too slow (or stubborn) to get it. After many weeks of feeling unsettled in my own skin and unhappy, I made the decision to discontinue the treatment I began back in December for my ovarian cysts. The side effects were just becoming too much to deal with. I called my doctor last week and we agreed not to move forward with my next shot in June. Despite not having a cyst rupture since January, I had a feeling that the treatment just wasn't the right road for me to be going down.
So, call it premonition...call it intuition...call it what you will...but I found it both frustrating AND humorous when I woke up early Monday morning to a cyst rupturing. What timing, eh?
It was as if the sign post on the side of the road had just told me to "Sing doo wah diddy". My damn riddle was solved.
So, guess I'm back where I started, but hopefully I'll be feeling more like myself again (within 90 days). Life...gotta love it.