A Tribute and My Story - Why Adoption?

May 3, 2008


The story I am about to tell is known by family and friends, but I thought this would be the perfect place to share, because this is why we chose adoption. The story is about my journey and life with Ovarian Cancer, but the lady in this picture, my beloved grandmother, was truly an inspiration to me and was with me every step of the way through my battle with this disease.

This post is dedicated to my grandmother because this week, May 1st, would have been her 82nd birthday and not a day goes by that I don't think about her. She was such a special lady and was a big part of our lives. She was that great Italian grandmother who loved her family, food, and of course her drinks! So this one is for you Grammy!

During my pregnancy with Nick, I was diagnosed with Cervical Cancer, which led to a C-section at 34 weeks and many surgeries to follow. When Nick was about 6 months old, the decision was made to do a hysterectomy leaving my ovaries because of my age, 26. The surgery was done and I was reassured that the cancer had not spread anywhere, it was just contained in the Cervix, so no Chemo or Radiation was necessary. I did continue to have check-ups every 3 months to make sure everything was still clear. If this was not enough to deal with during the first year of my child's life, one year later, I showed up for a routine visit and saw the look of alarm in the doctors eyes........during my exam he felt a mass. I was sent for a series of tests and almost immediately set up for a surgery.

My family rallied and we were scared but tried to stay optimistic. The outcome was not good, the day of surgery they told us that the tumor was Ovarian Cancer, it was the size of a soft ball and had already infiltrated the other ovary. This time I was not so lucky, it was a Stage III Cancer and I was going to have to fight.

Everyone pitched in, my Mom practically raised my son during this year and when she had to be with me in the hospital or for doctor visits, my grandmother kept Nick. This was not the first time our family had dealt with Cancer. My beautiful grandmother had battled Breast Cancer and Won! At the time of my diagnosis she was cancer free for 10 years. She called me every single day to see how I was feeling and what I needed. This is what seemed like the longest year of my life. The loss of all of my hair, many treatments, many illnesses and reactions to the drugs, and many hospitalizations.

I vividly remember when I was first diagnosed and we were all somewhat hysterical, my grandmother told me that I was too young to die and that she had lived a great life and that God should take her instead of me. She said you need to be there for this beautiful little boy. I guess I did not read into it too much until about a year later. Just about 4 weeks after my last treatment, they considered me in remission. All tests were clear and I got the green light to go back to work and my normal life. The entire family was thrilled and we thought that we were through with this disease.

The man upstairs had a different plan for our family. Not even 4 weeks later, my grandmother was feeling bad and went to the doctor for some tests. Her cancer returned after 11 years in remission, but this time it was in her liver and it could not be removed. They set an aggressive chemo schedule and said after they completed the first round they would reevaluate.

She was a trooper, completed the treatment that spread over 3 months, but it did not work. She passed very quickly and we were devastated. How could this person so full of life be gone. It was very difficult for everyone, but for me this was a turning point.

I guess you could say I was in a bit of denial going through my own battle, but after watching her fight and lose, I knew I needed to live my life to the fullest.

I have now been cancer free for 7 years and continue to go for routine check-ups to make sure that it does not return. I truly believe that my life was spared, but I wish that I still had her in my life. She will never be forgotten and I wish she was here to see the joy in this family.

My grandmothers name was Rose Sarah, so when we adopted Sarah, who was truly a gift, we found it fitting to name her Sarah Rose.

17 comments:

Briana's Mom said...

Your grandmother sounds like she was a beautiful and amazing lady. And you are as well - a true survivor. Thank you for sharing your story.

Lindsay said...

Hi, I found your blog thru Briana's mom's. That is an incredible story. Thankyou for sharing it - you and your grams are both inspiring women.

Fliss and Mike Adventures said...

Yes, thank you for sharing that story... hopefully people can learn from it... take care

Pug Mama said...

I sat here reading this - crying. What your grandmother said to you about being too young....how selfless of her.
She sounded like a miracle - you are too.
Your Grandmother shared my mothers Birthday.

Alyson & Ford said...

Thank you for your three word Sunday post,very memorable story!

Alyson LID 01/27/06

kerri said...

Your Grandmother was a beautiful woman.
I read this almost intears, hearing about your struggle, your bravery, your so inspiring!!
You are such a hero, thank you for sharing this with me, you don't know how much this means to me.

Debz said...

Gosh! I feel like I just read my own moms life story! I could hardly believe how similar they are. My mom was 27. and 30 years later she is still with us.
Thanks for sharing your story. Your a trooper.

Michele said...

I tear everytime I hear your story. Your grandmother sounds like an incredible woman.

Lisa M. said...

Just found your blog. Wow. That was an incredible story. I am glad to hear you are cancer free and doing well.

Cute 'do by the way!

Amy said...

Thank you for sharing your story. A friend of mine sent me your blog. My mom fought ovarian cancer for 13 months, but unfortunately passed away on Thursday. Its only been 5 days & I can't believe she's gone. You & your grandma are amazing :0)

Lisa said...

I am so glad I found your blog this morning! There are so many similarities in our adoption stories. Although I feel like I had tiny cancer by comparison. Many blessings from on survivor and future adoptive mom to another! Your story gives me hope!

Sharon said...

I've had a wonderful time visiting your blog and reading your inspiring stories. What a beautiful family you have! And how exciting to look forward to a new addition from China.

I also appreciate the links for brushes... good stuff there! i'll hope to be back next week to try my hand at the BW's.

Blessings!

Lisa said...
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Lisa said...

Whoops I forgot to check my spelling...To many missed spelled words. It is hard to type and cry at the same time...Plus I am a TERRIBLE Speller!!!

Lisa said...

I didn't know about this...I think this blog moves to the very top of favorites.

Cancer SUCKS!!! The Treatments SUCK!

I do have a theory though...I don't think the people that die from the cancer lose their battle...I think they move up in their fight. I don't see how courageous people lose anything in this cancer thing. I think they go with God, become Saints and then join the fight in prayer.

Just a few thoughts. It is comforting to me.

This story is just beautiful.

American in Norway said...

Your grandmother was a very beautiful woman. I am sure she is watching over you from above.

Wanda said...

Words almost fail me. The courage that both you and your grandma share is inspiring. I love that Sarah received her name.

Huge hugs,
Wanda