Fighting the Good Fight
Update: This is a post that I had drafted 2 years ago. I decided to update the post, since she has survived her ordeal.
Lessons Learned: If cancer strikes you or your family, understand that regardless of what you may read on the web, the chances of survival continue to improve for us all. Yes, people still succumb to the disease, but hope, prayer and a good positive attitude can’t hurt.
We live in Las Vegas, Nevada. My wife received treatment from our cancer center network, here in Las Vegas. I’ll admit that I was skeptical. Everything I was reading about her condition stated that her chances were not good. We had a great physician, well-known specialists in Nevada and with their help, she pulled through.
There is nothing more painful and fearful than facing the possibility of losing someone so dear to you to cancer. But it is important for you not to give up…ever. You must be the island that they depend on. You must be their cheerleader. No matter how glum your world may seem, no matter how dark the path, you must light the way with cheerfulness, a positive outlook and confidence that they will be a survivor. No matter if you truly believe it or not. Do not allow any negative thoughts to enter your relationship. As long as they are with you, there is no need to suffer. There is only time to fight the good fight.
5 years of no cancer showing up in her body. We have cleared our first year since the treatment, 2 years since the initial diagnosis. We have some scares every now and then…a blood test showing tumor markers. Then it is back to conducting scans just to make sure. The result comes back clear. We and the doctor breathe a sigh of relief…the blood test must be an aberrant result.
So, we live life normally again.
We go back every few months for her checkup, and I get to breathe easier, comfortable in the knowledge that my wife is here with me. All is right with the world, until the next blood test. Yes, we could face a recurrence of cancer, but it has not happened.
When you are dealing with the insidious, you cannot bend, you cannot break.
You have no choice, but to arm yourself with open eyes, open heart and hope.
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Back in February 2014, I took my wife into the emergency room for back pains that she was suffering.
The pain was so intense, that she was crying uncontrollably. After an X-Ray and an MRI scan, the ER doctor came into the ward, and told us that her blood sugar was 380, and she was suffering from diabetic ketoacidosis (DKA). Then the doctor let the hammer down on us. She went on to say that there were tumors all over her abdominal cavity.
My wife was stunned.
She works in the oncology ward of a major hospital here where we live, and knew a heck of a lot more than I did about what the doctor had just told us.
We didn’t know what to say.
My wife, being herself, cursed her ex-husband, stating “Why couldn’t this happen to him?”
During our stay in the hospital, we were told that we needed to see a gyn-oncology (or gyn-onc) specialist to evaluate my wife’s condition. We agreed to it, scheduling her for a biopsy of the
On May 12, 2014 I was told that my wife has Stage IV Endometrial cancer.
This was after an operation, performed by one of the best gynecologists in the state of Nevada.
Since then, I have been conducting my own research.
I am very worried at this point, that I might lose the very person who means everything in the world to me. My love, my life, the woman who changed me.