I got the biopsy results back. It's stage 1/3 endometrial cancer, meaning I have cancer of the uterus and it's stage 1 out of 3.
My gynecologist sent in a consult for surgery. I asked for the consult to go to the location that I work because the clinic is just down the hall from me and because I work there, maybe I'll get in sooner, plus at the other location I would have ended up post-op recovering on the ward I used to work on. I didn't want that.
I'm trying to not have a melt down because while it is cancer, it seems to have been caught in the early stages, which is most favourable (94% 5 year survival rate).
They won't know if it's spread until they do a hysterectomy, pelvic washings, lymph node sampling and another biopsy. If there has been no spread, surgery is all I'll need. If it's spread, then the options are chemotherapy and radiation.
I still can't help but sit here and cry though. I sure could use a hug but I live alone.
I dread telling my brother. I can hardly hold myself together. He's not likely to take the news well at all. He was simply devastated after our parents die, and he has a hard time dealing with serious illness, especially when it comes to close family. And I know it's not something I can keep from him because I'm a terrible liar with a very expressive face/voice and he can tell when something is wrong.
Please send all the positive energy that you can spare. Please.....
My gynecologist sent in a consult for surgery. I asked for the consult to go to the location that I work because the clinic is just down the hall from me and because I work there, maybe I'll get in sooner, plus at the other location I would have ended up post-op recovering on the ward I used to work on. I didn't want that.
I'm trying to not have a melt down because while it is cancer, it seems to have been caught in the early stages, which is most favourable (94% 5 year survival rate).
They won't know if it's spread until they do a hysterectomy, pelvic washings, lymph node sampling and another biopsy. If there has been no spread, surgery is all I'll need. If it's spread, then the options are chemotherapy and radiation.
I still can't help but sit here and cry though. I sure could use a hug but I live alone.
I dread telling my brother. I can hardly hold myself together. He's not likely to take the news well at all. He was simply devastated after our parents die, and he has a hard time dealing with serious illness, especially when it comes to close family. And I know it's not something I can keep from him because I'm a terrible liar with a very expressive face/voice and he can tell when something is wrong.
Please send all the positive energy that you can spare. Please.....