treatment, rehabilitation, supplements and diet

The disease appeared to make me love life again. It stopped me and forced me to reflect: live and be good to yourself, because you can't do it anymore.

Your whole life is on the run. Eating on the go. The constant burden of responsibility. Activity beyond strength. That's how I am. When I commit to something, I do it 100 percent. Always for others. "I can do it..." Before my illness, things were so difficult for me that I said to myself and to God: "Take me away from here, I can't do it anymore, I don't want to." I couldn't cope. I cried a lot and often. It came true…

4 years ago, during a routine gynecological check-up, the doctor noticed an orange-sized cyst on the ovary! A year earlier, everything was fine, and here's a surprise... I decided to have the "cyst" removed laparoscopically, and after two weeks it turned out that there was cancer in it. Not just any kind – high-grade serous ovarian cancer. It was necessary to act quickly. I underwent radical surgery, after which I recovered with difficulty. Then chemotherapy, which is standard in this case.

Already during it, I became interested in what, apart from conventional treatment, I could do for myself to have a better chance of survival and recovery. Further actions are my choice and my search: herbs, vitamins, supplements, treatments, lifestyle changes, more exercise. I changed my diet. Previously, I ate a lot of processed products in a hurry. Now I prepare healthy meals myself. I meditate. I focus on my interior, I am less concerned with the outside world.

I never rebelled or wondered why this happened to me. I just want to continue on the path to health. The surgery and chemotherapy left traces on my body. I suffer from adhesion pain. I have a hernia and bladder problems. I have at least two more surgeries ahead of me. I still try to use supplements and use rehabilitation treatments and those that can protect me against the recurrence of the disease. This is all very expensive. So far, I have somehow managed to cope with this challenge. I even worked while doing it. There were times when I would arrive for chemotherapy and set up my laptop. I was in the hospital and at work at the same time. On the one hand, I was glad that I had something to do, because work kept me upright. On the other hand, it was very exhausting, but I had no choice.

My husband has had a serious accident and brain injury. He has not worked for 15 years and has a very modest pension. I am the head of the family and I have always been responsible for providing for it and earning money for my treatments. Currently, my situation has become more complicated because I have lost my regular orders. I can't find another job. I live on benefits and support from my immediate family. Today I have to face my beliefs and ask for support. I've never done it, but now I just really need it because I can't cope on my own.

 

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