Today is September first… a day of mixed emotions. This is the start of ovarian cancer awareness month. I have mentioned before I had and beat breast cancer. During that time there was an angel on earth who helped me through my chemo treatments.
She helped me through because she had been through chemo twice by that time for ovarian cancer already. She gave me heads up on what she went through and some of those little things that the doctors just don’t tell you about. Wigs get HOT in the summer. The metallic taste in your mouth may be overwhelmed by a certain flavor item, for her it was root beer, me salty potato chips. And drink or suck on something cold during treatments or you will get canker sores in your mouth (don’t know WHY this works, but it does).
Unfortunately, the cancer came back for her again. She fought; she fought with an unending raw courage. I remember the last time I saw her, yellowed skin from jaundice and using a wheelchair due to weakness and fatigue, she was still smiling and cracking jokes. She refused to let it win.
She died about 2 weeks later. I barely knew her family, but I was there for the funeral. She was a beautiful spirit that I feel so fortunate to have known. That is why every September I try to do what I can to spread awareness. It can be an ugly disease, but early detection is key. Please take a minute to recognize the symptoms and read the facts. For more information I recommend this web site. http://ovarian.org/
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) and C. H.❤ – raw
I open my eyes to face the day
The sun greets me with warmth
I gather up the strength I need
To make my way out of bed
As joints ache and slowly move
I dig deep for the courage
To battle another day in pain
Not sure I have it in me
But determined to try
One step at a time