Tuesday, July 26, 2011
I'm not looking for pity, I'm just looking to vent. If you read this, I'd prefer it if you don't reply.
My diagnosis for lymphoma came at a very inopportune time 2 year ago while my husband and I were undergoing fertility treatments in an effort to conceive our first child. Cancer quickly took care of us not continuing the fertility treatments.
Two years later, after 3 different types of chemo one only more aggressive than the prior, experimental blood radiation, and a stem cell transplant, I am now 9 months cancer free. You would think that this would be enough to make me jump for joy. But I went back to the fertility doctor to start talking about what our options are at this point, I was hoping for egg harvesting, or some hope of having kids in the future. My hormone levels came back, I'm post-menopausal. No children for me, ever. I'm only 32, and dealing with all of the physical, hormonal, and health risk changes of menopause, I'm only thinking one thing right now... I especially hate cancer today!