Hard to believe my last post was Christmas. Even harder to believe it is now three months later. I have been away fighting ovarian cancer and am now back home recovering and looking towards a whole new life. My illness has followed me over the past five years starting with my diagnosis of Graves Disease, in actual fact I have probably been suffering for a lot longer but this is when it was diagnosed.
It is hard to believe it is not even twelve months since my last major operation when I had to have a total thyroidectamy, that I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. The last few months now seem like such a blur and I know I have been carried through it by a higher force as I don't recall having any strength at all. It is now five weeks since my operation and I feel like I have been given new life.
Everything seems different, the things that worried, bothered, irritated me before don't seem to matter any more and I have gratitude for the smallest things which in actual fact now appear to me as the most important in life.
I am not preaching about new found life, but I am wondering why we can't be born with this outlook at birth and not have to spend years finding it. In saying this, I am the fortunate one who has realised the gratification of such things as many go through their entire life not even realising they are missing anything.
