It occurred to me today that I am officially ten years cancer free!
After my youngest was born, an event that nearly killed us both, I went through a bout of really bad health. I had a collapsed uterus afterwards that was both painful and terrible and made me feel like shit all the time and dealing with that and a sick preemie baby as well as four other children under the age of nine was not easy. But I knew something else was wrong. I just knew it.
I finally convinced my gyno to do some more investigating and we eventually learned that I had stage three cervical cancer. I was scheduled for surgery for a total hysterectomy. I didn’t tell anyone in my family about the cancer until after the surgery was over.
I had some after treatments and in a few months was declared healthy.
Ten years. I always get a little nervous when I have to go for appointments with my new gynaecologist because a part of me always worries a screen will come back with problems but it’s been ten years now and I feel like I can let out my breath.
Today was the first time I have thought about it in a long time with a very positive feeling. Cancer free.
What a great expression.