So it’s been 7 months since my diagnosis of cervical cancer. I should have had my surgery in September as was discussed, but for some reason I kept getting the run around. I would call and call the doctor, asking when I was going to have the minor surgery procedure they were going to do to cut the cancer out. But got no response.
In December my oncologist finally called me. He asked if I’d received a booking yet. I said no I hadn’t. He apologized up and down, stating I had not received fair or proper care for my condition and that he would deal with it directly. That was two months ago.
Finally, on Monday I sent the big guns in. Hubby called him. Now for those of you who know my husband he is a quiet man, peaceful, loving, kind and wonderful. He doesn’t get angry often. But when it comes to me and my health or someone hurting me in anyway — LOOK OUT!
Well after a fifteen minute conversation of him telling the doctor how outraged he was and demanding I get a date to get this whole thing over with. I finally got one. January 18th. I don’t know what time. I don’t know what is going to happen. They are supposed to call me before the end of the week. (I’ll believe that when I get the phone call.)
The hardest part of all this is what I and my family are going through, sitting and waiting. Plus, I’m not keen on any surgery of any kind to fix me, though I know it will only benefit my health. I’m a big baby when it comes to this stuff.
The leep is fairly simple. The doctor uses a scope which he inserts into my cervix, opening me up and then a metal wire is used to scrape and cut the tissue from the lining of my cervix. It’s another form of a biopsy, like the colonoscopy I got several months back. They look at the cancerous cells and then decide what the next step is, which could be radiation treatment or hysterectomy. Neither of which I want.
I’m hoping it’s to tell me I’m cancer free at that point and the bad tissue has been cut out completely. That is my wish.
Am I scared?
For sure I’m scared. There are no guarantees in life period. Things happen, though I’m trying not to think about any of them as those thoughts only put me in a bad place. I just want to get it over with. I want to be able to focus on my health, my life, my boys and my family. Be with them without this dark cloud hanging over us.
Is that too much to ask?
I will keep everyone here posted on what’s going on. I have to take it easy after the surgery because of severe cramping and bleeding. Since they are cutting out tissue from inside me, they have to cauterize (burn) it to stop the bleeding after. This can cause painful side effects that I’m not looking forward to. But the alternatives could be worse, so I’m going to buck up and take it all in.
I appreciate all the love and support that everyone has given me over the past several months in dealing with this. All my friends, family, and readers here at RNR. You don’t know what it means to me.
What do I have to tell all of you about this. GET CHECKED! Do it and don’t wait. I waited and because I waited and didn’t get regular Pap’s done, this is happening. It didn’t have to happen. It’s my fault. We tend to not take our own health seriously sometimes, or think things won’t happen to us but only other people. That’s just not the case.
So if you aren’t getting regular check-ups with your doctor, start today! I now it’s uncomfortable, it hurts, embarrassing even, but it can save your life. It can make it so you don’t have to go through this. And all that pain and discomfort you think you are saving yourself from. It isn’t anything compared to the emotional roller coaster of a cancer diagnosis that could have been prevented.
Thanks for listening… and keep me in your prayers.