Friday, December 10, 2004

breaking the news.......

By the time my dad arrived with S, my husband was there. Sometime before my sister got there I had called them and simply said, "I need you." The angel gave S some crayons and a coloring book and hub sat down on the floor with him to color.

I think telling my dad what was happening was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. He sat down across from me, and in my 'be strong mode' I told him step by step what had happened. He turned very pale, and for a moment I wasn't sure if he was going to cry or faint. He stood up, took some quarters from his pockets and went to the soda machine.

He said this was the last the thing he ever expected to hear today. Then he handed me a Diet Coke because, "I looked like I needed it........."


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(written September of 2005) I have learned much in the last nine months. I have read that ovarian cancer whispers. I say it screams. It just needs someone to listen. The American Cancer Society statistics for ovarian cancer estimate that there will be 22,220 new cases and 16,210 deaths in 2005. This is a death rate FOUR TIMES that of breast cancer.Almost 70 percent of women with the common epithelial ovarian cancer are not diagnosed until the disease is advanced in stage. The 5-year survival rate for these women is only 15 to 20 percent. This is unacceptable. Women need to be made more aware of the symptoms, and doctors need to listen to their patients. Especially when the patient tells them that they fear they have ovca, as my mother did for almost a year before she was finally diagnosed. It’s so sad and senseless when a woman knows the symptoms but can’t get anyone to listen to what she is saying.