Finally, I’m ready to share. What has been holding me back for so many years apart from just sharing with really closed friends? Well, I think I just couldn’t get over it and the fear of how others might react. Besides, I respected the fact that my parents were quite “pantang” about letting others know that I had critical illness.
This happened way back in 2000, before I got married. I’d never done blood test prior to then and thank God for Eng who insisted I had a thorough health checkup. I did a CA125, which is an ovarian tumour marker test and the result indicated that my marker was above the range. That horrified me straight away and I was recommended to undergo an ultrasound. Being at that young tender age, I had no idea what to expect. The ultrasound showed that I had a big cyst, measured 11cm in diameter on my left ovary. No second thoughts about getting it removed soonest possible. Basically I had no choice because the cyst contained a white substance, which could be cancerous, and once that spreads or the capsule breaches, it would infect other areas. I was trying to recall if I had other symptoms that could be related to the cyst. I did have a couple of warning signs, which I hastily ignored. I did have night fevers, sharp pain on the lower back, diarrhea and hard bloated tummy for a couple of months. My endurance level of pain must be pretty high then in other to disregard those entire ordeals.
2 days later, I underwent an hour surgery and it was hours later before I recovered from the effect of anesthetic. The first voice I heard and the face I saw was Eng who was with me all the time. The surgery went well and I had my left ovary removed. Unfortunately, the biopsy result of the cyst was unpleasant. The diagnosis reported Serous Papillary Cystadenocarcinoma, in layman’s term, ovarian cancer stage 1a, which was confined to the ovary. The treatment did not end with the surgery as I had to undergo CT scan and other scans regularly to ensure the malignancy did not spread. God spared me by not letting the matter worsen and since the cells were not detected in any other areas, I did not have to undergo chemotherapy.
It was a wakeup call for Eng and myself as that drove us to be more health conscious and respond to any repulsive body signals. I’m still monitoring my health by going for bi-yearly ultrasounds and full blood test. It is invaluable and I urge all my lady friends to do the same. Whenever I hear of someone going through the same trauma, I feel upset for the person and angry with myself for not sharing in advance. So I hope that with this, it would be treated as a lesson and a newfound knowledge to be responsible for your own health. Blood test is essential and never forget to include CA125. Besides, get a comprehensive insurance cover that includes critical illness and hospitalization. Money is the last thing you would want to worry about when there are more life-battling issues.
We couldn’t thank God for more as with just 1 ovary, I managed to conceive without many problems. This episode of our life really means a lot to us and I just hope that no one would ever need to go through my past experience ever - mel