Two years on Sunday

Just noticed that on Sunday it will have been two years since I was diagnosed with Uterine Cancer.
I still remember the day and I’m sure I will never forget it, the day before getting the evil “the Doctor would really like to see you” call and having a big freak out about knowing it wasn’t a good thing.

I still remember sitting in the Gyno’s office smiling at his LED scrolling clock and all the other geeky things and then him coming in, and saying. “Umm I really didn’t expect to see this, but the pathology lab found cancer in the scrap I did during your procedure.”
Mum who was with me didn’t say much, I was like ok that’s fine, what now.
The Gyno then went on and said that I’d have to have a Hysterectomy and I wouldn’t be able to have children. My reply really stunned him. “not like I was going to have them in the first place.” I’m very proud being Childfree and the idea that I’d loose my Uterus wasn’t shocking or upsetting that I think he expected it would be for a 28 year old Woman.

So after he explained some more things to me, I was told I would be sent to a Friend of my Gyno’s a Gyno-Oncologist who later has turned in to one of my all time favorite Specialists.

We got in the car and drove down to the Prof’s Office, after he said he would wait for us to arrive after his normal working hours and the rest was history really

Went in to Hospital for the Hysterectomy on the 15th of March, had the operation at 11pm on the 16th and woke up at about 5am on the 17th of March with a smile from the very cute male nurse in ICU , the offer of a bed bath and a quick Happy Birthday as it was also my 29th Birthday.

So this year I’ll be having a great fun day, hitting a farmers market and enjoying the fact I’m seeing this day and that I’m still around to have a great 31st birthday.