There are some days I wake up and still ask my husband if it was a nightmare, and I dreamed all of it. Regrettably, it isn't.
I have been debating making my battle with cancer public, and have decided to do so. I have already shared the news with close friends and family, and have had the chance to digest them a little while. We only found out about two weeks ago what the pathology was, so it has taken time to figure out how to plan ahead as much as we can.
Now that those difficult steps ( and many of the practical ones) have been taken, I thought it best to make a public journal. For me, this cancer had virtually no symptoms, instead it grew sneakily to this point
Cancer is not a bad word. It isn't something to be ashamed of, and something that sometimes just ... happens. Mine isn't genetic, it isn't lifestyle related. It is, in the words of my oncologist, a biological car crash. My type of cancer is called pseudomyxoma peritonei, with mucinous adenocarcinoma. Its a mouthful for explaining appendix cancer that spreads in a jello and takes over your organs, so at this point is considered a stage 4. Lack of information is the enemy; the more information, the more research into this ( and all cancers) the best our chances of beating them.
I'm blessed in having a wonderful family and amazing friends, and determined to beat this thing. No jello is going to get the best of me.
Thank you very, very much for all the warm support during my current health battles. ♥
I've started a blog to follow the journey, and hopefully answer some of the questions: beatingjellybelly.blogspot.ca/