It’s been a month since my mom finished six weeks of radiation treatment. Both her radiation and surgical team wanted to do an MRI post-treatment to see what’s happening. Like I said, it’s been a month and we haven’t heard anything from the doctors so, persistent me has resurfaced and I’ve begun the usually long and arduous game of telephone tag. Hopefully, this won’t turn into the situation last summer when someone dropped the ball and forgot to schedule my mom for surgery (I know, how unbelievable is that?!).
But in extremely positive news, my mom’s Ca 125 (marker for Ovarian cancer) is back down to a level that is “normal” for her. Hopefully, it stays that way. We really have to thank her naturopathic doctors for the supplementary treatments that she’s on because we really don’t think she would have beaten this thing with conventional treatments alone. That’s not to say one type of treatment is better than the other but that obviously, this combination has given her better odds.
In other news: It’s kind of been a heartbreaking New Year and even though I know you all love and care about us, I didn’t want to use this as a platform to vent my frustration so, I haven’t posted any updates until the storm calmed.
Over the New Year long weekend, we had a break-in at work. It cost us more to repair the damage than what thief or thieves took. It was really tough for me because it set us back about one month’s worth of “medication” for my mom. I don’t know for sure but I think they only took about $10-20 but the damage cost several hundred dollars. A few days later, my lawyer told me that someone had gone through his mail and stolen post-dated checks my mom and I had sent him. This cost me two weeks worth of paperwork to sort out and I’m still dealing with the fallout of having to switch bank accounts, etc. and trying to protect myself from fraud.
In that same week, I found out that someone I had “met” through GoFundMe lost her battle against cancer. She had been doing so well and it seemed to go downhill so suddenly, it really, really affected me. Those of us part of the fight against cancer know that things can turn at any moment. As positive as we try to be, news like that is so hard to digest.
Unfortunately, these incidents kind of fractured me. I don’t want to come across as self-centred or narcissistic but with everything that happened over the past few years, I don’t think I have had much self-compassion and these events really affected me greater than it would have, had I been nicer to myself in the past. I’m trying my best to cope with it but it was an awful start to the New Year. All I can hope for is that the worst of this year is now out of the way and that we have nowhere to go but up.
I will let you guys know how the MRI turns out. Please pray for positive results. My mom is a walking miracle. Let’s pray it stays that way. And please pray that all the trials are over — at least for now.
Much love to all of you. ❤