Watermelon Woman


One down, five to go
May 22, 2009, Friday,6:56 am
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The first chemo treatment is done. I spent most of the day hooked up to an IV, having my blood pressure checked and waiting for any side effects that might happen. Fortunately, I had no bad effects. Later in the evening, I notice some redness on my face and this morning on my neck and chest. It doesn’t itch, thankfully. I expected some nausea but was able to take my walk and I’m drinking my coffee. I’m hoping that I’ll be able to continue my life and work without too much fatigue and sickness. Wish me luck!

My last chemo will be on my birthday in the fall. That’s okay by me. I could be growing my hair again by the holidays.



Home Again
April 21, 2009, Tuesday,10:15 am
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It has been a rough week but happy to  be back home from the hospital. Major surgery was new for me, but I do seem to be progressing in my recovery well.  Five days hospitalized and a “good” stay all things considered.

Ovarian cancer is a silent killer. I was lucky to have had a minor pain not related that had me in to the doctor sooner than my normal routine.  Can there be anything more shocking to hear you have cancer, any cancer? Most women have heard of ovarian cancer even if it just hearing about celebrities such as Gilda Radner. And the news is usually not good, often the cells have progressed to Stage 4.  I am stage 3 which gives me a chance to fight off any cancer remaining with chemotherapy.

Living in surreality is the closest I can come to expressing what I’m feeling. Yes, I have heard the news, had surgery and facing chemo, yet it is somehow separate from me. Is this denial? Priorities are following away or rearranging themselves mighty fast. Petty doesn’t cut it anymore or office politics, there isn’t time. Sweet time.

So from the bubble world, I am sitting in my husband’s recliner and I can see two new yellow roses blooming from a bare root I planted last fall, and the little seedlings waiting to be planted in the garden. I will have some plants that survive my absence and I may yet get to plant them myself. But not yet.