Just diagnosed with ovarian cancer (early stage thank goodness but still need 4-5 months of chemo) and I totally relate to the way you feel. Suspect that’s completely normal.  Cancer did not have my permission to invade and I’ve always prided myself on being the healthiest, fittest person I know. Was in a wonderful space in my life. This wasn’t supposed to happen!  So I’m allowing the tears when they pop out of nowhere, think I deserve them. But there’s this sneaking thought it’s here to teach me something … and I intend to learn what it is.   Still, it’s very stressful. Medicos are appalling at communicating and you flail around with no clue to manage what’s going on or who to talk to. It’s taken a few weeks after the op to reach out to others (this is my first attempt). Supposed to be resting after a full hysterectomy (plus ovaries and tubes), but haven’t got a hope as trying to pack - moving next week down to Victoria in the middle of a lockdown. Plus Covid concerns, car being shipped down so no transport for 2 weeks, dealing with anger, horror and fear while trying to educate myself, farewelling folk and trying to remain upbeat … it’s overwhelming at times.    I know you’ve moved past this, but I also suspect we swing back and forth between stages. Isn’t it fun!  And if anyone says “you’ve got this” one more time, I may have to kill them 😉 ... View more