Nov 25, 2025

Nov 25, 2025

Still in a lot of pain, spending most of my time sitting in my recliner getting caught up on Tv series and Movies I had been wanting to see.  Hubby near by to help me in and out of my chair. He helped me shower, cooked dinner, kept the house clean and did all the things.  He put a step stool next to our bed (it sits up a bit too high) so that it would be easier for me getting in and out. He would give me a back rub until I fell asleep.

Anyway, the pathology report came in on the app. I am that very nosy busy body that has to know what is what. And Google is my best friend. I looked at the pathology report and it was the WORST. 

It is Stage 2b Low-Grade Serous Carcinoma: ovarian cancer.  I researched in between crying fits, on sites like the Mayo Clinic and any site that had Cancer research and .org in it's name. And obviously went over my “death” in my head so many times. As one does in these types of situations.  Travis tried so hard to be strong but he is very hurt, we are newly weds and the thought of only getting one more year or so together was unbearable. We have been together for 6 years, married for 2 and feel we are being cheated. We finally found happiness with the “ONE” after many failed relationships and lifetimes of Horror that “was” our life experiences. 

We kept asking; How could God do this to us? How could god take me away when we just got started.  That and many other selfish thoughts went through our heads. 

• * Here is the pathology report *