Since last Saturday (that's seven days) here's what has happened:
1. Raced track at Marymoor in the women's field. Lapped the field in the points race on the 400m track. Felt strong, alive and ready to take on the Omnium at track nationals.
2. Made arrangements to head to Colorado Springs to do some altitude training in prep for track nationals. Got housing set up and arrangements with a group of enduro girls and a great coach. Super psyched to get my feet wet at the nationals level.
3. Skipped out of town for the weekend for some R&R at Lake Chelan. I felt terrible on Saturday at Gig Harbor, mentally and physically. Tired of racing and mentally drained. Came home rejuvenated and ready to roll out a killer workout on Monday.
So, the cat scan showed a huge mass extended from my ovary into my stomach. On Tuesday, I was sent to a Women's Cancer Care specialist who said it needed to come out immediately--which meant I was prepped for surgery on Wednesday. The cyst was large and contained much solid mass which wasn't good--according to the doctor. She prepped me for the different types of cancer it could be and reassured me that we would get it taken care of. I cried for about 60 seconds and then said, let's do this. It was scared, of course, but it was all so unreal I didn't know how to respond. I just had to move forward with this because I didn't know how to handle it otherwise.
During surgery, she found the lump on right side actually started in my left ovary (and had taken over my ovary), was wrapped around my fallopian tube, so she removed all of the left ovary and tube and took out my appendix to ensure whatever was eating my ovary didn't infest that as well. My first question was how much does an appendix weigh, thinking I'd be lighter--but it turns out it's the size of a marble. Rats :)
She also found a cyst about the size of a fist on my right ovary. Luckily though, it was fluid filled and benign so she just chopped that off, keeping my ovary.
So, now, I just wait a week for the test results and make sure I don't need any further treatment. The doctor is confident that she got everything out and the tumor was self-contained. She said whatever it is appeared bland under the microscope, and is definitely low stage. We just need the biopsy to confirm the results, but at this point, I'm moving forward with the notion that I'm healed. I just want to make sure I don't have any ovary eating nasty tumors in the future, so I'm excited to get the test results back and see WTF?
What's next? Well I'm going to get back on my bike, duh? I will have to miss the rest of my track season but I'll be back in plenty of time to train for road. Imagine how fast I'll be without a nasty tumor in me. I can't believe I just thought I was bloated all that time. And at one point, I thought Clif Bars gave me the pain in my side. Dear Clif, I'm sorry.
I'll leave with some hospital and post-op shots. I had a lot of friends and support and was overwhelmed by people's concern and generosity. Thank you so much. The cycling community is awesome and I'm so lucky to be a part of it.