Tuesday, February 08, 2005

better days...

The last few days have been wonderful. Mom seems almost back to her old self. She's still weak but they have the pain under control, and she is eating and sleeping again. Her outlook is cheerful and positive.

We went wig shopping and found two beautiful ones that look very much like her style now. Amazingly, her hair stopped falling out and doesn't look any thinner. She says she's going to get it cut short. Then when it all starts to really go, she's going to take control of it herself and have it shaved.

Dad told me if she asked him to, he would shave his too, but he's not going to volunteer. He said he's afraid what he has left will never grow back. All these years we've tip-toed around the hair subject so as not to hurt his feelings and we find he has a sense of humor about it. I've learned a lot about my parents these past few months.


Blogger angela marie said...

Sometimes, if you're looking for it, you can find sunshine on a rainy day.

Keep going...keep going... :)

7:24 AM, February 10, 2005  
Blogger Lou Lou said...

May i point you in the direction of http://2hands.blogspot.com/

Jeanette is truly inspirational.

Good luck to you all

2:57 PM, February 10, 2005  

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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.