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All Clear

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Happy Day! All clear cancer screening!

The feeling of walking into my oncologist’s office, sitting and waiting for results so far has not changed for me. It is hard, plain and simple. I often wonder if the feeling will ever change.

When I was waiting today, 01/14/2014, I was looking around the room with a different perspective - that of a survivor. It had me thinking about the fact that I always preach absolute positivity through your cancer journey. The truth is, sitting back and really thinking about it, I don’t know if I have expressed to my readers that it doesn’t always come natural to be positive during cancer. It is a fight to stay positive – just as fighting cancer is. It is not always easy, nothing is, but one thing I feel to be true is: positive thoughts equals positive results. Positive results look different to everyone. Your positive outcome may be an all clear, another persons may be fighting through a recurrence, and so on.  This is true in survivorship as well. Cancer doesn’t end when treatment ends. In my opinion, once you’ve had cancer you need to have a life long dedication to being a survivor, being healthy, being dedicated to your check ups, taking your meds, exercising, eating right, keeping stress levels low and maintaining a positive attitude.

Today was my 18 month check up, which is a milestone for my cancer - ovarian dysgerminoma. At this point 4 out of 5 recurrences happen twelve to eighteen months post-chemo. I am so, so, so happy to say that I am cancer free! I have been dedicated. I have been positive. And I have fought to stay healthy. It is so important to always fight. I have been so blessed to be in contact with floods of wonderful fighters and to all of you I say, it is an honor and privilege to be along with you on your journey. Fight to stay healthy and fight to stay positive in all areas of life. FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!

Goodbye Hair! See you Next Year!

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Loss of hair with chemotherapy

Anytime I read or watched anything about women and chemotherapy I always had one lasting thing on my mind, how traumatic it was for them to lose their hair. When I started chemotherapy I knew I would lose my hair but didn’t think much of it. I remember 10 years ago when my sister had cancer how helpless I felt when she lost her hair. She was 19 and at an age where it must have been so hard to deal with it. Nineteen is dating time, worry-about-what-you-look-like time. No matter who you are, that age is really hard in normal circumstances. Read more

Congrats on the Baby! ps: YOU HAVE CANCER. Balancing Cancer and a Newborn

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All was perfect in my world at 10:45pm, 02/03/12.  You see, because that marked the birth of our first baby – Grace. Until you have a baby I honestly believe you don’t really understand life the way a parent does. I was immediately blown away with my emotions around this little bundle of joy. She was so quiet, peaceful, and naïve to all the joys and heartache of the world. The enormous feeling of responsibility to protect this child and start her off on the right foot, was with me right away. Little did I know, my power and ability to protect my baby Grace was going to be so quickly and so mercilessly taken away from me…or so I thought.

I will NEVER, NEVER forget the extreme fatigue I felt when returning home from the hospital with Grace. I will NEVER, NEVER forget how ill I was in the middle of the night – the night before going to the emergency room. I felt so helpless. I was sitting on the bathroom floor, nursing Grace, balling my eyes out, feverishly on fire, trying to clean up my mess from getting sick and thinking- I CAN’T DO THIS!! I am not a “can’t” person. My mom and husband can attest to this. I always astound them with the things I say I am going to do and actually accomplish but this felt hopeless to me. I had never had that feeling before.

Everyone kept telling me that being tired was normal. I knew this was not anywhere close to a normal-new-mom-tired. The fatigue came on in October 2011. I remember trying to make it to work an hour away and it took me sometimes up to three hours because I had to stop and sleep several times just to make it. Many nights would pass at the end of my pregnancy with lifting my head long enough to literally scoop the dinner Ryan made me into my mouth and then, as if I were as helpless as Sleeping Beauty, crashing back down to the pillow in complete surrender. I kept thinking man, I hope this goes away with birth. How can I ever take care of a newborn when I can’t even take care of myself? Birth came, my body blew up even more like a balloon, my fatigue got worse, and I felt like a crazy person the first two weeks trying to take care of Grace.  Soon after a cascade of events featured in Something was Wrong led me to being without Grace for the first time.

The night before my surgery Grace was not allowed to stay with me.  My mind kept racing in this endless sad loop of my first night in the hospital:

  • Where’s Grace?

Safe with my mom and Ryan’s parents.

  • How’s she eating? I’m nursing her and don’t have any reserves built up yet.

Formula and a bottle. AHHHHHHHH! More on this in another post.

  • Are people letting the kids hold her?  They’re only 5 and 3 and I don’t feel comfortable about it yet.

Yes. Dammit! That was my one request going into surgery- please don’t let the kids hold her. I felt very betrayed as I was helpless and it was my only request.

  • Is everyone washing their hands? She is being dragged in and out of doctor’s offices and a hospital. Is she going to get sick?

Everyone was hand washing to the point of their hands bleeding. Yikes. Gracie never got sick though! YAY!

  • Grace needs her mom’s heartbeat to sooth her. Is this messing up a critical mother-daughter bonding time? Will there always be a disconnect because of this?

In retrospect, it was one night without her mommy and she was and still is okay. Grace was with me everyday of my ten day hospital stay except one. Most of the time she was under my arm and bonding with me. I think it is me that initially felt like I missed out. I don’t remember those days. I was very drugged and my only memory of them is in pictures that are pretty painful to look at. I say they are painful but at the same time it is pretty damn cool that little Gracie, three weeks old, was as quiet as a mouse for nine days so she could be by her mommy. Pretty incredible in my opinion. My first real memories coming out of my drugged state were so bizarre. Ryan was wheeling me around the hospital and I had Gracie in my lap. People kept congratulating me on the birth of my baby. It was a really odd feeling because that was not why I was there and at that point I knew the result of my surgery and it was cancer.

  • I am in the hospital being sent pictures of my baby. I AM SUPPOSED TO BE SENDING THE PICTURES.

It was so sweet that I was getting pictures while Grace wasn’t with me but it was very hard for me. I didn’t know what time was going to bring. I didn’t know if I was going to make it out of surgery okay. I didn’t know if she was going to have her mommy and if I would be going out looking at a picture.

The balancing act was about to begin. A few days into my hospital stay the doctor came in and gave me the results of my surgery. All my mind heard was you can no longer nurse then it reverted to the thought, Congrats on the baby! ps: YOU HAVE CANCER. All of the above racing thoughts switched off and I went into some sort of bizarre survival mode. I started making one of my silly lists in my mind again.

  1. Number one priority…ME. WHAT? WHAT!? I have never made myself the priority. Now I have a child and my first thought is, I have to be the priority! Yes, harsh reality but – yes! If I don’t make myself and my health number one Grace and Ryan will never get the opportunity to be number one priority in my life because I won’t make it through this and be healthy for them.
  2. Maintain a positive attitude and happiness. It is critical to a child’s development to be surrounded with positivity and happiness. I want a happy child. Must keep Grace happy. Must teach her strength and grace through the hard times. I want her to look back at pictures of this time and know that she made it grand and gave me incredible strength to conquer this hurdle. I want it imprinted in her mind that you don’t have to let illness consume you. You can make a choice to have your reality play out in a positive light even though it may initially seem devastating.
  3. Okay, I can’t nurse Grace anymore. Must find the best formula on the market and deal with it.
  4. I am going to be in chemotherapy 8-5, M-F for 3-4 months. Make sure Grace can be with me.
  5. Keep moving so I have energy for Grace.
  6. Be with Grace as much as I possibly can. Don’t let others take over unless needed. This is going to be hard enough, I don’t want to add the feeling of not being able to raise my child.
  7. Expose, experience, and teach Grace as much as possible. Make awesome memories with her. Take a lot of pictures. Take a lot of pictures. Take a LOT of pictures.
  8. Regain my sense of power to protect my little one, raise her, and nurture her NOW. Nothing is being taken away from me. I am being given an enormous gift in disguise.

Surgery, chemotherapy, and a newborn were all very challenging but we had a lot of help and support (to be written about at a later time) that made it not so bad. Looking back, this has made us a very, very strong family. I feel like my cancer was a success and a blessing. I concentrated so hard on my list and it worked. I plunged forward and have my health and the most awesome little girl I could have ever asked for.

Reality changed!

Congrats on the baby! ps: YOU HAVE CANCER is now……

Congrats on the baby!! ps: SHE IS SO, SO COOL!!!!

Congrats on beating cancer!! ps: YOU WERE SO STRONG, POSITIVE, AND DID A DAMN GOOD JOB WITH YOUR KID!!

Everyone has the power to change their reality. Whether you are able to get out and muster up the energy to be active or you are bound to bed. Make your list. Empower yourself with the ability to change your reality. There are many things you can do from a hospital bed or a chemo chair. There are many ways to find happiness and a positive light even in seemingly dark situations. Empowering yourself to change your reality may just shock the hell out of you. You will see things in yourself and others you never thought was possible. I think this applies to everything in life.

Here are some photos from our hospital stay. The last one is celebrating Grace’s 4 week birthday. Every week we celebrated on the Friday she was born at 10:45pm. I would make her balloons out of straws and Kleenex :). It’s all I had access to. :)

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BEP chemotherapy for Ovarian Dysgerminoma

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Nobody tells you what chemotherapy is going to be like. Will it hurt? Will you instantly feel sick? Just how tired will you get? The list goes on and on. One thing I can tell you from experience is that my first day of chemotherapy I had my first, and last, panic attack of my life – pulling into the parking lot of the chemo-center.  I didn’t know what to expect and in retrospect I wish I had talked to someone who had been through chemotherapy to know it wouldn’t be so bad.

I am a naturalist. My whole life I have been dedicated to taking care of myself, eating organic, exercising, drinking plenty of water, doing everything as all-natural, as possible. I was pulling into a place feeling better than ever, after having that pesky 5 pound tumor removed, signing up to completely blast myself with toxins! What in the world am I doing?

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Much to my surprise that day I didn’t even know when my chemo started!! Haha! Totally, not what I expected. They always give you fluids first so I started with that and a couple hours later I asked the nurse, when will we switch to the chemo and she said, “Oh honey, we did that a while ago.” Phew! What a relief!

Chemotherapy, like many things in life, is what you make of it. Make the best of it. Don’t sit alone. Find a buddy to go with you. If you don’t have one, find a good book or movie to pass the time. I always found on days where my chemo buddies were more occupied with Grace that Ellen always made me laugh and feel good. She is so kind to others and funny. She is a great breath of fresh air. Find your person or thing. Don’t sit and dwell on your cancer and treatment. If you have Ovarian Dysgerminoma your prognosis is amazing and this is a little bump in your life long journey.

The following is a summary of how my treatment of Ovarian Dysgerminoma with BEP chemotherapy went. I hope this helps anyone out there about to embark on this journey.

Start and end date:

Start date: March 12, 2012

End date:  May 29, 2012

Schedule:

4 rounds, each round consisting of one full week of BEP chemotherapy 8-5, Monday- Friday, with a dose of Bleomycin the following Monday and a Neulasta (white blood cell booster) shot on Tuesday.

My “Cocktail”:

BEP (Bleomycin, Etoposide, Cisplatin)

Possible Side Effects:
*Reading all of the possible side effects quite honestly can drive you crazy and make you wonder if your treatment is worth it. It is worth it! Every second of every treatment is worth any possible side effect. I have compiled a list of side effects I feel were most pertinent to my treatment to save you some reading anxiety. Also please note that any time you are experiencing difficulty, let your nurse know. You would be surprised at how they can counteract almost anything these days.

Risk of Infection
I believe this is the single most important side effect to watch for. Anytime you get a fever while you are being treated for cancer it is SO important to immediately be seen. I was lucky enough to have not gotten a fever during chemotherapy. Two acquaintances of our family have not been so lucky this year. Both of them died of an infection while receiving treatment for cancer. Chemotherapy often drops your white blood cell count making it very difficult for your body to fight infection. One sign you may have an infection is a fever. Fever=Hospital! GO, GO, GO!!!

Bruising and Bleeding
Be sure to be aware of bruising and bleeding during chemotherapy and alert your doctor if you are experiencing bruising and bleeding especially if you are on blood thinners.

Anemia
It is very easy for your blood counts to get out of whack during chemotherapy. It is important to talk to your doctor about the proper foods to eat and vitamins to take. In my case my counts never really dropped out of the normal range. I was very lucky in this way. One big contributor was the advice of my favorite nurse, to take Bifera to keep my iron levels in the normal range. As with anything during treatment be sure to consult with your physician before taking any supplements.

Nausea and Vomiting
There have been wonderful advances in this area over the past few years. If you are experiencing nausea and vomiting let your nurses know. They will give you all kinds of wonderful goodie drugs to keep your belly feeling nice and settled. Ativan, aka Lorazepam and Zofran were my saviors and made nausea almost non-existant. Don’t be alarmed that Ativan is an anti-anxiety medication as I initially was. It is also used to help nausea. I was SO against using it because it was an anti-anxiety. So much so that I spent a lot of time next to the porcelain god at the end of my first week. SO SILLY!!! I quickly gave in. After all my first nausea incident was at the end of my first week of chemo and my birthday. Who wants to be sick on their birthday? Not this girl!

Fatigue
Yes, you will get tired. You will get very tired, but you don’t have to let it consume you. You can work through it and the more you work through it, the less tired you will be. The things I used to combat fatigue were exercise, FRS (Please don’t get the low calorie crap. It contains artificial sweeteners and is bad for you!), an awesome attitude, good vitamins, and healthy eating.

Hair Loss
Yep! You are going to lose your hair. Have fun with it and don’t despair! It’s your temporary badge of fighting honor. I lost mine at the beginning of round two. For more on loosing your hair read my post Goodbye Hair! See you Next Year!.

Mouth Sores
Cisplatin and Etoposide are two of the seven most common chemotherapy agents to cause mouth sores. If you are getting BEP chemo you are lucky! You get a double whammy. I’ve heard mouth sores are pretty common and painful. Like losing your hair it’s another one of the areas of your body with rapidly dividing cells which chemo loves and is meant to attack. I was one of the lucky ones that did not get mouth sores. I am convinced I did not get them because I stayed very well hydrated, took great care of my teeth and ate a ton of fruits and veggies. This may or may not be the cause for my streak of luck with this side effect but one can hope that it was as simple as that. If you do experience mouth sores I have heard rinsing your mouth several times a day with warm water and baking soda really helps alleviate some of the pain.

Taste Changes
Again, I was very lucky in this area and like other side effects I escaped I believe it is because I stayed very well hydrated and didn’t let the toxin levels overtake my body.

Skin Changes
Bleomycin can cause dark streaks on your skin. I did not know this going into my treatment. The thing is, you are hit with pages and pages of possible side effects that honestly when you have a newborn, and cancer you just don’t have time to read. If I would have known about this particular side effect I would have made a conscious effort to not scratch my skin. Everywhere I scratched I have dark streaks. These may eventually fade but so far I have not seen any fading. I have read that scratching while receiving Bleomycin creates the streaks.

Kidney Issues
Etoposide can negatively impact your kidneys. It is very important to drink plenty of water while going through chemotherapy and life in general. Who wants to get out of beating cancer only to battle kidney issues?! DRINK WATER, DRINK WATER, DRINK WATER! Another important protector is to receive Mannitol to coat your kidneys. Mannitol seems to be in high demand. If at all possible be sure to always receive it. Be your own cancer advocate and beg to not skip a dose.

Changes in Hearing
I have definitely noticed a change in my hearing as of late. The change hasn’t been drastic but I notice it in large social settings. Over the next few weeks I will investigate ways to possibly avoid this and report back to hopefully help anyone about to embark on this journey. I don’t have an answer for helping it at this time.

Nail Changes
If chemotherapy did anything to improve my physical appearance, it gave me the most awesome fingernails I have ever had. They were like wood! Nothing would break them. I miss my chemo nails :).

Numbness and Tingling in Hands and Feet (Neuropathy)
Be sure to tell your doctor if you begin to experience this side effect. This is a sign that the toxin levels are getting a little too high in your body. You don’t want neuropathy. It is painful and annoying. Vitamin E and the B vitamins are very helpful for preventing neuropathy. If you do experience neuropathy there are some ways to treat it post-completion of chemotherapy. See my post on Neuropathy.

Pain at Injection Site
My chemotherapy never hurt going in. It was like getting normal fluids. However, the area around my PICC line always felt slightly bruised but not in the least bit painful.

Secondary Cancer
Etoposide can lead to a secondary cancer later in life. How ironic is that?! This was and still is a big worry of mine but that worry is subsiding. The thing is, there will always be worry once you’ve experienced cancer. The triumph is learning to worry about the controllable. For more on the triumph of learning to worry about the controllable please read my post, Controlling the Controllable. This is uncontrollable! Just be sure to be on top of your health. Always make your follow up appointments, always be aware of your body, and always live a healthy lifestyle. That is the best you can do.

Risk of Developing a Blood Clot
In my case I developed a blood clot before beginning chemotherapy. I was immediately put on blood thinners and continued them until well after the completion of chemotherapy. I did not know cancer caused blood clots and when I had my first clot spray into my lungs before actually getting my cancer diagnosis I had no idea that this could indeed be a sign my mass was cancer. For more on blood clots, including symptoms, please read my post on Pulmonary Embolisms. Your chemotherapy regimen can also cause blood clots so please once again be aware of your body. I’m not trying to be an alarmist, it is just extremely important to watch for key things when you have cancer or are waiting on a possible cancer diagnosis.

Fertility Issues
Oh fertility issues how I loath thee and wish I knew more before going into this process! This particular chemotherapy schedule can cause infertility and send you into premature menopause. Often times this premature menopause is temporary, as was the case for me. Don’t be alarmed if it is several months before your cycle starts up again. At a follow up appointment I was sent into a state of panic when my nurse practitioner was surprised I still hadn’t had my cycle. I spent the next week so unbelievably upset that I was in menopause feeling like I was suddenly in my 50′s. In retrospect, this is a small, small price to pay for having my life. Later that week I got a call from my doctor asking me to come in to discuss. For more on that discussion please read my post, Fertility Post BEP Chemotherapy.

Itching Post Chemotherapy Follow Up

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My silly little companion for the dermatologist today.

As you may have read previously, I have been suffering from chronic itching and hives post chemotherapy. My previous post, Itching Post Chemotherapy has been very popular in search engine results so I know there are other people out there looking for answers. I will continue to update my progress in hopes I will find an answer that will help anyone looking for one.

I went back to the dermatologist today. Back to the Atarax and now Zyrtec three times a day along with Pepcid. This is such a frustrating process and I am hoping a new strategy will work. On a lighter note, I have this amazing child sitting and grinning at me. I want to burst into tears because I feel like my body is under attack. Then I look at her and laugh. Haha! What a roller coaster of emotions.

My silly little companion for the dermatologist today.

My silly little companion for the dermatologist today.

Something Was Wrong

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Something was very wrong with me post pregnancy.

My extended family was in town for the birth of our daughter, Grace.  Strangely, I could not handle any interaction – large or small. I was so on edge. I literally wanted to scream. I was in so much pain. My mother-in-law was pushing the fact that perhaps I had post-pardum depression. I knew for a fact that was not my issue. I was not depressed. I felt sick. Very sick.

Something was wrong.

I spent the night vomiting, and losing control of my bowels. I was desperately trying to nurse Grace and not wake anyone up while this was all happening. I felt like my body was going to burst into flames I was so hot.  The next morning after absolutely exploding and making a scene about needing sleep the day prior, I stayed in bed and tried to sleep. I had a very high temperature. After some research I discovered sometimes post pregnancy you can get an infection which presents itself as a fever and it could be fatal. This combined with the fact that my stomach was HUGE and hard like I was still five months pregnant three weeks post pregnancy I decided it was time to go to the emergency room.

Something was wrong.

I was checked in right away and had an ultrasound and CT scan that showed I had a large mass in my abdomen measuring approximately 22cm. They were not sure what it was. They gave me some pain meds, contacted the on-call OBGYN surgeon who suggested to send me home. On two different occasions of trying to leave I dropped to the ground. I should have NEVER been sent home. The emergency room established an appointment with the on-call OBGYN the following day and sent me off on my way.

Dammit, something was wrong!

The next morning I got up and went to see the doctor the emergency room recommended. Oh my goodness! By the time I got there I could not even walk. I was in crippling pain only to encounter the most insensitive, poorest excuse I have EVER met for a human and a doctor. She treated my husband and I like absolute fools. How does someone like that get into medicine?  Needless to say, she left the room and we told the nurse there was no way we were putting my life in her surgical hands. The nurse totally understood. So much so, that for the next few weeks prior to my visit she called to check up on me because she knew how awful the woman she was working for was and she felt bad.

Something was wrong.

I got home and told my family that I would not be seeing that woman and I would hopefully be seeing my Dr. W., the doctor who delivered Grace to get a recommendation. My family freaked out that I was delaying help. My instincts told me this wasn’t the path for me and I am so glad I followed my instincts. Later that day I called Dr. W. to see if I could go in and talk to her. She was willing to see me. I went in so desperate telling her that something was very, very wrong and I needed help. She was very concerned and recommended I go see Dr. M. right away.  She also confirmed the fact that I should have NEVER been released from the hospital. Something was obviously wrong, she said!

The next morning we got up and headed to the hospital to meet Dr. M. Ryan drove 5 miles per hour the whole way there because I couldn’t handle any bumps in the road. The pain was excruciating. I felt so bad for the guy, I would scream every time he hit a bump. The first office we went to told us Dr. M. no longer worked there and sent us to the bottom floor of the hospital. This was a very long journey. By the time we got to the other office we were late and I was in panic that I would not be seen. We got to the check in desk only to find out Dr. M. was at a different location across town. I started to ball!! I begged the receptionist to call over to the other office and plead for us to still be seen. So began another long, 5 mile per hour journey across town. Good god!! Can I catch a break?! Am I destined to rot? Why is this so freaking hard?

Oh dear god, something is so wrong…why can’t someone just realize – something is wrong!!!

We finally arrived and sat for three agonizing hours for the doctor only to have a nurse call from the door and watch Ryan try to push my wheel chair while I was balling in pain and juggle Gracie’s car seat. Was she really not going to step out and help? Is this going to be another awful experience? She then demanded I get up to be weighed and did not assist me until I started crying harder because I couldn’t get up. (side note: I later came to LOVE this nurse.)

And then came peace…

I was then wheeled down the hall and around the corner to two sympathetic, loving faces, Dr. M. and his NP, Jackie. They were so kind to us. Dr. M. walked us through all the possible things this mass could be and said he wanted me to immediately go to the hospital and that Grace needed to go home for one evening until post surgery. He instantly had everything in place. This is the man I would over and over again trust my life to.  I knew I was a long way from being out of the woods, but it was so amazing to finally have someone recognize there was truly something wrong with me and take care of me finally.

I arrived at the hospital feeling like all would be well after my surgery the next day and that I probably just had a twisted ovary. Then we were told by the front desk to go to the 8th floor. When I got up there the sign said Oncology.

Gulp. Did he know something we didn’t? Nah. (to be continued)

Itching Post Chemotherapy

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Two weeks after the completion of 4 rounds of BEP chemotherapy, I began to feel symptoms of peripheral neuropathy and developed uncontrollable itching. With the itching came hives, bleeding, and bruising. The itching has become one of the most frustrating experiences I have encountered with post-chemotherapy. Nobody has an answer. More often than not it gets written off as an allergy. I am 99% certain it is not an allergy. I believe it is some sort of histamine release, liver, or kidney issue brought on by chemotherapy.

I have tried everything…
Completely changing my environment, eliminating almost everything from my diet to see if it is an allergy, food journals, washing my clothes and sheets in plain water, and finally sitting in the middle of the tub with nothing touching me after only drinking water and no food for a day.

The itching is still there and strong!

I have talked to my oncologist, seen a dermatologist, done therapy with an acupuncturist, and discussed it with my general physician. No answer. It is now 8 months post-chemo and it is still an issue. I am going out of my mind! I feel like my body is attacking itself. I have tried histamine blocking drugs like Pepcid, Claratin, Doxepin, etc…the only thing that works is steroids. The moment I finish the pack, the itching is back. I can’t be on steroids forever. If anyone out there has experienced this and has an answer – PLEASE! Please respond.

Here are some images of what happens when it flares up. This is all I have to go on and to share right now but hopefully with reader’s help and the help of doctors I’m praying someday I’ll have an answer for it.

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Welcome

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Welcome to my unexpected journey. My name is Trish. I am a 33 year old new mom, recovering from an ovarian dysgerminoma cancer diagnosis two weeks post-delivery of my first child. If you have landed on this blog you, or someone you love, is probably dealing with cancer and to that I send you my prayers, love, and deepest sympathy. Everybody’s cancer journey is different. For some it is relatively easy, for others it is very difficult. A lot depends on what stage you are, your support system, age, determination to get better, and general attitude.

I decided to write a blog, documenting my journey, because I found very little real life information that helped me through being a new mom with cancer and the cancer process in general. Sure, I went to school for biomedical science and I love a good scientific journal read, I am kind of a hardcore science nerd in that way, however, I wanted to know more! Like. What are the real life implications?. What would the first day of chemotherapy be like? Would it hurt? No. Would I get sick right away? No. Would I ever be the same? No. What in the world would it feel like being bald? Awesome and liberating. Would this impact my marriage? Yes. Would this impact my friendships? Yes. Would this impact my family relationships? Yes. Would I still be capable of being the kind of mom I wanted to be? YES! Would this stop me or get me down? NO! All of these questions will be answered in-depth in this blog.

Each day I wrote a little bit to eventually post a blog and to hopefully help anybody out there going through the same thing.

I hope you enjoy reading our journey and it provides you positivity, comfort, and support. LIFE IS GRAND! ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT! Every day you are alive is a blessing. Get up, get out, be positive, think of all the good things in life and don’t ask “why me?”. Positive thoughts, positive results! Believe in the power of the mind.

Thank you for reading. I will be back dating a lot of posts as I enter them from my journal. This journey will never be over and this blog will eventually morph into a blog about positive living, family, being kind to others, and nutrition. (I’m just getting started so check back often.)