Celebrating simple things...

When I left the hospital, I was an octopus:

A tube that connected to a drain, another that was the probe... both, I had to empty, one also had to heal...

... In addition to the fact that I was healing the stitches from the oncological surgery,

which ended up being also uro-gynecological plus the stitches from the placement of the port catheter in the neck and chest (which I had to take extreme care of while they closed). To make it clearer, in reality in the same moment of surgery, my body had 3 surgeries.

All this that I wore sounds uncomfortable (probe, port catheter, stitches, drain): and yes it is! Hahaha, in addition to the fact that it forces me to do things that I am not used to and even less when the nurse did it and now I have to face doing it myself to my own body.

But the first thing they removed was the drain and some stitches.

Because I have an object inside my chest -which is the valve of the catheter port- I have a kind of bump that doesn't allow me to wear normal clothes because it rubs and irritates since it is still inflamed from surgery and the fact that my body is in the process of accepting a foreign object that also stiffens certain areas of the neck and chest.

The clothing is then limited, you can only wear silk, cotton or linen and the factor 'that it doesn't rub my chest', I was wearing since I left the hospital a single cotton dress that I adapted by cutting a strap so it wouldn't bother me

They recently removed the catheter and it feels really strange not having to carry the bag anymore, empty it... Being able to walk without it hurting, etc.. but it's really strange! Hahaha

Since I showered without having to find so many things like hanging things in the shower, covering them so they don't get wet, making sure they don't rub against me and so on -although I still have to take certain precautions- they are not so many or so overwhelming anymore!! It took me much less time and I didn't end up exhausted

In that... I found a silk dress that I thought had been left at home and thanks to two micropore strips, I was able to keep the strap attached so that it doesn't rub and the photo is a celebration of the freedom of how much duct I had outside, stitches and other complexities...

Also that I was finally able to wear something else!!

Simple things like this take on a different value and are worth celebrating!!

Ahhh but the celebration doesn't end here:

The first results of the pathology show that there is no cancer in my organs!!

..it remains to be confirmed that the cancer is a pathology... but I am happy and grateful for my body that contained something so aggressive only in one area for so long:

There will be those who say that my body has a disease and that's it...

I see my body as a warrior against the most complex adversities that it has had to face and until now, everything indicates that it knows how to emerge victorious in many scenarios that in other cases, do not come out so unscathed... That for me, is having a resilient body, in which I trust, I consider it has an uncommon strength... I do not see it as sick, I perceive it today as a body that has a diagnosis that it now has to face... and this time, it shows me its great capacity again: do you know what it must have been like if a cancer cell managed to deceive such a fragile part within a female body, that in a certain way managed to keep it encapsulated in what continued to grow without it escaping to another of the many organs that an ovary has access to?... and... for more than a year (yes, because a It was a week before my birthday last year that the symptoms began: what they say is that it was already formed when it showed signs of its existence) This, in cases of ovarian cancer, is extremely rare!... Wow! Ovarian cancer is the most aggressive, dangerous and least detectable cancer that exists, according to my doctor: it is normally detected when it is already very advanced and that I am very lucky... I say, I have a body that has known how to face tough battles and that when it has gotten out of control, it finds a way to keep us alive... I confirm, I experience a body capable of facing tough diagnoses.

I don't know if it's luck, or the kind of life I've built with him, how restless I am, the things I do, the way I train, the fact that I love to dance, to wake up and put on music, to clean the house dancing, tombling, to ride a bike, to enjoy nature, life, to take care of my people, the living beings that are with me, to love my work, my students, to laugh, plus the resilience inherited in my genes, learned in life, nutrition, mentality, which I consider to be everything I've lived during my not infrequent 50 years of life, what I've consciously or unconsciously supported my body to be able to count on me and I on it...

plus that element that unites us to the root of life itself, which is higher than we could understand...

In short,

I am simply humbly happy and grateful to feel this that puts me in reality: nothing of what comes is in me, being able to control the result, but I am willing to walk with my head well on my shoulders, with humility that I can only trust, do, create, let go, continue and the result will be what it should be... without ceasing to trust in my little body and support it, which is what in itself, yes I can do... mentally letting go of expectations, which gives me more inner peace and gives me the humility that in reality I do not have control of the results.

Now, there is something missing that does make my legs tremble, which is chemotherapy, but, if everything goes well, what if my body surprises me once again?

I am looking into how to support her with honey, aloe vera, ginger, probiotics and other things that I will ask my doctor if it is possible to ingest to support hydration, the digestive system, which I consider to be the most important thing to protect in order to maintain that functional balance...

On the other hand, I already know several women with different diagnoses who received more chemo and came out quite well... Each one, with different effects of the chemo, some of whom had it very hard, others who only had fatigue... I won't know until it's my turn and even so, I won't leave everything just to the medication.

Yes, in this ups and downs of things that come, of which I live today, in a terrain that is not flat, I find myself in complete and glorious celebration, so I ask you to join me:

Today, celebrate the good news with me!!

In addition to being able to walk free, plus a change of clothes! -wohoooooo-

How beautiful it is to remember the value in the simple!!

Yes, I keep repeating it

Life is beautiful with all its palette of colors