Ovarian Cancer is one of those hard-to-detect cancers and often by the time it is detected, it is too late.
In honour of mom, I am rewriting sections from a card that I sent to her while she was in the hospital.
Lessons learned from mom:
1. Look both ways before crossing the road.
2. Do your best at school.
3. Mind your manners - say "please" and "thank you", often.
4. Send thank you cards.
5. Stay away from poisonous cleaning solutions under the sink.
6. Don't be afraid to ask questions.
7. Respect your elders.
8. Be kind to animals.
9. Share your food.
10. If you drink too much coffee, you'll get red hair. (I'm still waiting!)
11. Never, ever walk downtown with curlers in your hair.
12. Unplug your t.v. in a thunder storm.
13. If your feet are warm, you'll be warm.
14. Don't smoke on the street corner - you'll look "cheap".
15. Get the awful jobs over with first.
16. Be kind.
17. Help someone whenever you can.
18. You can't always judge a book by the cover.
19. Patience. (still working on that one!)
20. You can look at a glass as half-full or half-empty. Which one makes you feel better?
21. Skin colour doesn't matter.
22. Look for the simple pleasures in life.
23. Learn to be self-reliant.
24. Oatmeal is best on a cold winter's day.
25. Reuse and recycle. (Long before it was popular!)
26. Cook from scratch - it's healthier and more economical.
Regrettably, it wasn't meant-to-be that she impart these lessons to the next generation.
When illness strikes, it is normal to wonder "why?". Knowing what I do know now, I think a contributing factor to her disease was the lifelong stress that she was under.
Coming of age during WW2 in Holland, moving to a new country, living with an alcoholic, hard work on a farm, raising 3 children on a limited income, & care-taking my dad who suffered his first stroke in 1983 all took its toll.
Worry was her constant companion, despite hiding it behind a cheery disposition. She didn't sleep well, had migraine headaches, high blood pressure, heart disease and hormonal issues - all of which have a connection to cortisol - "the stress hormone".
She was always willing to help out her neighbours, friends and family and could literally make something out of nothing, whether it be clothing or a meal. If creativity is the mother of necessity, then she was the poster child.
When you consider that one stressful event releases a cascade of 1,400 chemical changes, complete with side-effects, my mom was literally soaking in side-effects.
It is my desire to educate people to realize that they can do something about the stress connection so that they live as emotionally, mentally and physically healthy life as possible.
It's too late to help my mom. I hope to be able to help others help themselves and in the process, live a better life.