Karen (diagnosed at age 40, stage II-C)
It was the summer of 2000, the year I would be turning 40. My clothes were getting tight at the waistline, I was experiencing discomfort and indigestion after eating, and was falling asleep on the train ride home from work in the evenings. I thought middle-age was making itself felt for the first time. So I bought loose dresses instead of slacks, kept Tums and Rolaids at the ready, and learned to enjoy the snooze at the end of the work day. It wasn’t until I tried to dance with my 3-year old daughter on the beach one July day that I realized something was wrong. My belly felt like a water balloon as I swayed to the music – unevenly weighted and shifting as I did.
I phoned my gynecologist, as I was due for an appointment anyway. They did a physical exam and ordered a complement of bloodwork. Days later, the doctor phoned to tell me my CA-125 counts were high – 275 vs. a normal count of 35 or lower – and asked me to come into the office immediately. An ultrasound revealed a tumor was growing in my abdomen. Surgery a week later confirmed the diagnosis of ovarian cancer. And the "water balloon" sensation I had in my swollen belly was attributed to 4 1⁄2 liters of ascites fluid that had built up because of the tumor.
Initial surgery was followed by 6 rounds of chemotherapy. Second-look surgery was combined with a hysterectomy and removal of my ovaries. This all ended just before my 40th birthday. Suddenly, 40 years felt like such a blessing!
Through the grace of God and the tireless efforts of the wonderful doctors and nurses who diagnosed and treated me, as well as the tremendous support of my family and friends, I am now marking the 5th anniversary of that diagnosis – with no evidence of recurrence.