In March 1998, I underwent a complete hysterectomy after I was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian cancer. About seven rounds of chemotherapy followed that. I told them I didn't want to be taken apart little by little and live for someone else to look after. It began near the end of 1996. I went to my local doctor about some odd-looking patches on my scalp, and he sent me to a dermatologist.
Every day is a gift.
I focus on that day. By Jan Lincoln For me, dealing and living with cancer is living in 24-hour increments. I thank God.