Brilliant news Ron. Doesn't sound good though. Thank God luck was on their side. Shame about the school and i sincerely hope all their lovely little students return to school at some point.
Well, the dreaded phone call arrived. My ca-125 is up again. It's obviously back and i have emergency appointments in early January. I just wish i could quell the pain better. I have outlived my cats! I'm grateful.
It's bleak out today, it's been very bleak in my mind. Actually, i knew, because i feel it. I'm ok about it. I'm not managing to latch on to life like i used to. I could never get the hospital to scan my brain despite it would have been my first sign of something wrong. They simply state, when i beg for a scan on the brain too, that it's dangerous. Not sure what cancer in the brain is considered! My focus, both visually and mentally, is off. My memory and sight are strange each morning. It's not grogginess. I've felt the pain and pressure and even took out my partial denture before i was diagnosed with stage 4 palliative ovarian. They have refused to acknowledge it at all in nearly 3 years. So, i know i will have to go at some point, just like my aunt did. It doesn't really matter as i suppose i have no responsibilities now. I just know i'm out of life. It's weird. I have no energy, no normal thinking, it's all unfocused overwhelm of anxiety. I so would have loved a bucket list. Covid happened. I'm sure that didn't help straight after my initial treatment. I am rather sick of this world. It's a shame. I'd love to be happier, but i don't actually have a friend left either. We've all dwindled away during covid. Some family and friends leave you alone entirely if you get cancer. It's for them when it happens to them, then they get it. It's not leprosy. I don't have hedgehogs anymore