Post by Joanna Montgomery
I had another cancer scare this past week. A doozy. When I went for my first three-month cancer check, I learned that my CA-125 levels -- that's the cancer marker -- had quintupled since they were checked just three months prior. Not good. My oncologist immediately ordered CT scans of my chest, abdomen, and pelvis. She said there was a chance that the spike in my levels was due to inflammation from a scar revision surgery I had six weeks earlier. The only other explanation was that the cancer was back. And we all knew what that meant. If the cancer was back this soon after stopping treatment, it meant that it was platinum-resistant and that more chemotherapy would be ineffective. And radiation or surgery would not be options, given the type and location of my cancer. Essentially, I'd be fucked.![]()
I had another cancer scare this past week. A doozy. When I went for my first three-month cancer check, I learned that my CA-125 levels -- that's the cancer marker -- had quintupled since they were checked just three months prior. Not good. My oncologist immediately ordered CT scans of my chest, abdomen, and pelvis. She said there was a chance that the spike in my levels was due to inflammation from a scar revision surgery I had six weeks earlier. The only other explanation was that the cancer was back. And we all knew what that meant. If the cancer was back this soon after stopping treatment, it meant that it was platinum-resistant and that more chemotherapy would be ineffective. And radiation or surgery would not be options, given the type and location of my cancer. Essentially, I'd be fucked.