Here we go again . . .
This website and this blog post are a long time coming. This month I had planned to use this space to share with all of you my mindfulness coaching and spiritual guidance platforms. It is a venture I am so excited about and have spent countless hours mulling over the best way to introduce them to you.
But oftentimes life have other plans for us, and the things we thought were coming have to wait for awhile. I guess thats what happened here.
Because what I wasn't wagering on was an ovarian cancer diagnosis.
And this is not the post I thought I would be writing.
I wish I could tell you what this blog will look like over the next several months, but the truth is that I cant. I am sure there will be good days and bad days. My prognosis is excellent from what my doctors tell me and for that I am grateful. But I also know there lies a rough road ahead.
As for now, I am two weeks post-op. I look about 6 months pregnant. Despite some nausea and sciatica issues, I feel better today than I have felt in at least a month. I am grateful.
Tomorrow I start my first round of chemotherapy. Unlike last time, chemo will take seven days each round this time - 7 days of oral chemotherapy with 1 day of infusion therapy thrown into the week. We will do six rounds like this every three weeks, and hopefully then be able to move into a much less intense season of maintenance chemotherapy, which will last a year. I'll explain more about the protocol along the way. But those are the basics of it.
I want everyone to know how grateful I am for the offers of help and support and to talk. Please know I am not isolating myself. This diagnosis literally fell out of the sky and it has been a lot to handle emotionally, physically, and spiritually. This is a marathon, not a sprint, and I know I will need must help and love in the next year and a half.
I'm not going to make any promises about how often I will write, but I will as I can. There is a subscribe button around here somewhere, and I think if you use that you will be notified when I post updates. I'll probably post more frequently about the day-to-day over on Instagram (@kaitykasper) so go ahead and follow me there too.
I won't lie - I am very scared. I cry a lot these days. This is an isolating journey in many ways, even with the amazing support network I am blessed to have. Its like my body is no longer my own and starting tomorrow there will be a full-on war going on to try to save it.
But I know with God's grace, and with the talented loving staff at Massey, I will come through this valley and once again enter the light. If you care to, walk the road with me here.
Peace and Blessings,