The Dolls are Alright

That’s the term my daughter-in-law used when I told her what the doctor said ~ goodish news.

Dr. G was right on top of things, calling me a little after 9 yesterday morning to let me know that my results were in, and it was the best possible news he had hoped for.

I have a pre-cancerous condition known as complex hyperplasia in my uterus.

Since my pap said “cancerous cells” and the biopsy said “pre-cancerous”, Dr. G wants to do a D&C (also known as a dusting and cleaning or the medical term of dilation and currettage) to scrape out a larger chunk of my uterus lining to determine if the biopsy is correct (which he believes it is).

When the results from the D&C come back and it is what Dr. G believes, I will just have a simple hysterectomy.

This morning, I’ve been singing the Lion’s part when he and Dorothy, the Tin Man and Scarecrow made it to the Land of Oz, and they were being made pretty to meet the Wizard ~ a snip, snip here and a snip, snip there and a couple of la dee das, that’s how we’ll make the cancer go away in the merry old land of Oz.

Here’s to us all being cancer free!

First Word

What’s the first word you think of when you hear the word “cancer”?

Mine is “death.”

How can I (or anyone) not think of death when you’re told you have cancer. I know, I know ~ cancer does go into remission, there’s surgery and chemo and it can, in simple terms, go away. But the word death is still there.

I’ve never been one to shy away from death. Maybe it’s from a very strong faith/belief in what’s on the other side. Maybe it’s from having lived an adventurous life that brought many interesting challenges, taking me to deep places inside myself. And maybe it’s because I’m in my 60s now ~ the penultimate phase of my life.

Who’s to say!?

Interestingly though, this morning, standing in the kitchen putting together my breakfast of soygurt and berries, making my green drink of kale, carrots, ginger, turmeric, apple and cabbage, as well as making my lunch of garlic, red bell pepper, mushrooms and tofu sauteed in extra virgin olive oil (all organic) … I kept singing Bob Marley’s song Get Up, Stand Up, but instead of “for your rights”, I was singing get up, stand up, stand up for your life.

Definitely made me smile and chuckle.

Here’s to life!