You guys are awesome...

Richard and I went to watch the London Marathon and support those running for Ovarian Cancer Action. This is a small charity raising funds for research and awareness of the disease. I have signed up as a Voice, I shall speak and write to raise awareness of this type of cancer.
Back to the Marathon, what a humbling experience. Even when I was well I could not have even walked 26 miles. Yet, thousands selflessly put themselves through what looked like agony to raise money for people like me. The beautiful weather made it a pleasant experience cheering on the runners, but made the running/walking extra hard work.I did not recognise any celebrities but enjoyed the efforts of the runners who had dressed up, especially Superman who made an amazing time. I was not able to manage to watch everyone pass by, my body gave up on me and I got too sore to stand any longer. Given how busy it was we had a really smooth journey by tube back to our car.
I have always enjoyed watching the Marathon on TV. Some of the efforts of the runners gave me goosebumps and a few tears. None of this prepared me for the amazing atmosphere at the event and the sheer determination and tenacity of the runners. To everyone who ran/walked/hobbled round the course - thank you. To everyone who sponsored those who ran - thank you. You people are wonderful.

Moving on...

Another week has gone by - I am physically much recovered. The daily ritual of injecting my tummy has lost any charm it ever had, but only six more days to go!
I am enjoying the compulsory daily walks far more in the sunshine and I can walk further every day. However, should I have the temerity to be over ambitious my tummy muscles soon get me back in line. I have definite dates now for Chemo Pre-assessment on 12 April and when it actually starts in 27 days. Somewhat strangely, I am impatient for this. I want to get on with the fight. Before then though I have some really good things to do. My daughter gets married in just under 3 weeks, a day I could not miss. My Oncologist was quite definite that the wedding came before Chemo. I get to see some dear friends this weekend. More good stuff to store. This is necessary. There are times when despite all the love, care and concern that surrounds me I feel anxious, worried and frightened, but then I do remember the good stuff and wrap myself up in it like a soft sweet cloud.

Well, that was nasty...

So, I have cancer, ovarian cancer... was not actually a shock as I had been warned. The need to have chemotherapy is a pain, as I had really hoped the op was all I needed. However, an ovary had ruptured releasing those pesky cells into my tummy. Not sure when I will start chemo, have to see oncologist first. Am fitting first one around my daughter's wedding - a balance between still having hair and not throwing up all day! I know I will lose my hair as I am having a cocktail of two chemo drugs; I decided to give those pesky cells the biggest shock I could. The next months are going to be a challenge, but I have amazing support in real life and virtually online.
Get the sick bags ready, my friends, this could be a bumpy ride!