I'm riding: Big Hitter

Team: Gyn Onc Teal on Wheels

ID: 109792

Lifetime total: $7,441.00


January 19th, 2017 - the day that changed my life as I knew it , the day where a hard line was drawn that no matter how badly I may want to, I can't go back across. The words, honey, I'm sorry I have to tell you this, but you have ovarian cancer, and it's aggressive. We need to get you to an oncologist quickly, came between me and the Chick-fil-a my mom would shortly be arriving back to my house with. At 36 years of age, I was a part-time, single mom of two young children, about to take on the fight for my life - I never saw cancer survivor being added to my title, let alone with the word ovarian in front of it.

Prior to being diagnosed, what did I know about ovarian cancer - nothing, except that in more cases than not, the prognosis is grave. No one ever told me about the symptoms or that it could happen to someone my age. I had no clue that the weight loss, exhaustion, lower back pain, indigestion, uti-like symptoms, and labor-like abdominal/pelvic pain I had that landed me in the hospital, were all tell-tale signs. No one ever told me I wasn't screened for this during my annual exam - the number of young women who don't know this, is staggering. The question I was asked most often by my friends and some acquaintances was I mean, when was the last time you had your annual exam??? The look you get when you respond with there isn't a screening test in place for ovarian cancer, it's not part of your annual exam? is one you won't forget. I'm sure I had the same look on my face as I was scouring the internet trying to figure out how in the world this happened to me. To this day, we still don't know how I ended up with ovarian cancer, or why they would find endometrial cancer during the de-bulking process.

I was diagnosed at Stage 1C, something that rarely happens in the ovca world. After two surgeries, 6 rounds of chemotherapy, I heard the words N.E.D on July 3rd of last year!

This year, I will be riding the Century Ride (100 miles!) for all the women who have lost their lives, my friends who are still in this fight, for those women who have yet to be diagnosed, my Dad who was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin Lymphoma this past August, and my two grandfather's, whom I both lost to lung cancer. Want to know the scary part on my family members - none of us have a genetic reason, that they've been able to find, as to why any of us have drawn the unlucky straws and have been in the ring with cancer.

If I can ride 100 miles afterall of this, less than 15 months from my last chemo treatment, there are things you can do too! Join myself and the Gyn-Oc Teal on Wheels Team by donating, riding virtually, spinning or sign up and ride with up (no, you don't have to ride 100 miles, there are plenty of options!)! It's going to take all of us fighting together to end this stupid thing called cancer! P.S. Olivia and Jaxson will be participating in the children's races - now what's your excuse???

It takes world-class research to create a world without cancer. Please help me in this journey by donating to my ride, and give with confidence knowing that 100% of your donation will go directly to accelerating cancer research at Siteman Cancer Center and St. Louis Children's Hospital.