Ain't it always the way? The good, the bad, and the ugly- battling it out. At least for me, it is. I'll share the good stuff first:
Tomorrow (today,actually) I get to attend a conference on Ayurvedic Medicine. It is a free program sponsored by the Ovarian Cancer Alliance of Arizona. I am so lucky that there are so many programs in Arizona for cancer survivors! And this one is right up my alley; exactly the kind of stuff I'd like to integrate into my healing program. I'm sad that I have to miss my monthly ovarian cancer support group at TWC, but half of us are going to the conference anyway. There's free food involved. : )
The Boyo and I went to the kid2kid thing again on Tuesday night. We met a couple new families, diagnosed a month ago. I wish I'd been able to get us started with TWC within a month after diagnosis! But better late than never. It's been most helpful to all of us.
I'm doing great on the vegan transformation. Not totally on juicing yet, and still cooking a little bit, but very soon will begin my juice fasting and go completely RAW.The good part is that it's starting to work.
The bad part of the vegan/juicing/detox is that it's starting to work. My face is breaking out. I'm so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open, but I can't sleep for shit. I'm cranky. I'm eating/drinking so many leafy greens that it affects my INR values and my Coumadin has to be adjusted weekly. It's all over the place.
The ugly part is the pains I get in my liver, kidneys, bladder & bowels as the nutrients in the juices do their work of detoxing. Also ugly is the horrendous pain in my shoulder that causes me to cry in my sleep when I roll over on it. I didn't do anything to it, it's just fucked up. I got some Lidoderm patches to put on it, and will schedule an MRI and some physical therapy soon. Whee. More scans and more doctors.
Worst yet is the pelvic pain. My oncologist had to pull out the big guns since the vicodin, percocet, ultram, and about 5 other things aren't helping any more. He wrote me a Rx for Dilaudid to take as needed. My other option for pain control was to go on full time morphine, which would effectively shut me down. I'm not quite ready to be shut down yet. I've got shit to do! But the dilaudid shut me down the other night and I wasn't able to go to my weekly group. bah.
The Big Ugly: my CA-125 is jacked up to 1,000 from 205 two months ago.
My oncologist is still pushing more chemo and says I can change my mind any time. He is really a nice guy, and wants what (he thinks) is best for me. He strongly encouraged me to keep my appointment next week with Pinnacle Oncology to see if I qualify for any clinical trials. I promised him I would- It can't hurt to hear what they've got going on. I may be stubborn but I'm not stupid.
Maybe there is a non-cyto-toxic compound they are trying that comes in a pill form. Or new stuff that only kills cancer cells and not every other damn thing in your body. Or I can gnaw on the bark of the Chinese Happy Tree. Hey, I'm even willing to fully embrace medical marijuana. I knew there were medicinal purposes for pot! sigh.. the sacrifices I make... Yesterday we got a 50/50 vote on Prop 203. Can you believe that? But apparently they are still counting votes so it ain't over yet. Bite me, Russell Pearce.
I'm gonna be really pissed if I die before they pass that law.