Hello everyone
It is 3 weeks since my 2nd op ... this time removal of uterus, cervix, omentum and remaining ovary.
I have been struck how different my recovery has been from the 1st op when I was admitted by ambulance and had an emergency laparotomy and removal of an ovary the size of a grapefruit. When that happened no-one even mentioned the possibility of cancer and it didn't occur to me for a moment because I'm not the kind of person that gets cancer.
I recovered well and, because the hospital lost my ovary, I happily returned to normal life. When,after 3 months, (this is how I imagine it) someone spotted my great big ovary sat on a shelf in a jar and thought, 'Shit ... we'd better give her a ring!' everything changed.
This time my recovery has been hindered by knowledge and the fear of more knowledge. I'm not sure what I am trying to say with this post ... I am just thinking out loud to other women who might be having similar jumbled feelings. I have an appointment on monday for histology results. I am also awaiting an appointment with the breast clinic as I have a lump that requires further investigation.
I have been reading all your wonderful brave posts over the past few weeks and wasn't going to write again myself until after Monday but felt that I wanted to share my thoughts today ... however slippery they are.
Kate xx