My Story is about Isabella D’Elia
This event took place from 10/03/2018 to 11/17/2022
This is My Story
I wish everyone was lucky enough to have met an oncologist like mine.
I wish no one would meet a surgeon like the first one who evaluated my case.
I would have liked whoever operated on me to tell me clearly what my quality of life would be after the operation.
I would have liked spontaneous collaboration between specialists.
I wished that no mistakes were made but instead they did occur.
I would not like to be looked upon as a “living dead” or as a “rare fly”. I wish I didn’t put the nocturnal parenteral 6 nights out of seven…..
I would like to continue that the research was strengthened especially in prevention and oncological therapy.
I would like pancreatic cancer to become a “medical” and no longer a “surgical” tumor.
The Impact of Time
My diagnosis came when the pancreatic head tumor was already locally advanced and affected the mesenteric vessels, but no metastases were detected on the CT scan. Time immediately collapsed on me. Six months earlier I had done an ultrasound in a screening program provided by my insurance: “Normally all organs and systems” … This is how “time” immediately became a malignant category. I was wondering how it was possible that 6 months before I had a negative abdominal echo and six months later a locally advanced 3 cm adenocarcinoma of the head…And then again “the malignant time” when doctors told me the 5-year survival rates….
The time still malignant when, at the post chemo, radio and DCP first artery tac ( last july 2022 , next december 2022) checks, they told me that the
picture was negative for relapse of the disease , buy while I was enjoying the answer, I thougt together: “yes, but the more time passes, the closer you get perhaps to 5 years after the operation and you know that the survival percentages are 25/30% and you think, that’s it soon it’s my turn too….”
I’ve never seen time as a gift. I try to live “the now and now and here”. The Latins said “ibi et nunc”. If you’re sick now, it’s not yesterday or even tomorrow. If you’re fine as well. And then there is the time for planning which at the time of diagnosis you see as irrecoverable. Then, when you are decently, it resurfaces, comes forward and you try again . You set yourself small goals, and you see that you can succeed, or maybe then a sudden cholangitis messes everything up, and blows up the little big goal … Then it passes, you wait a bit and you try again …. you survive and sometimes you live.