Surgery is Over!

Mom has come through the surgery. (Yes, it's Mary Ann again. I am my mom's new biographer, apparently.) They drained five liters of fluid from her abdomen and removed several internal organs.

It's Stage Three Ovarian Cancer. Which means BAD. But not as awful as it's possible for it to be.

They didn't have to cut through her intenstines, the tumors were on the outside. They didn't have the screw with her bladder or any of that. Hooray for maintaining tiny bits of dignity!

All of the tumors are gone except for two that are tiny and in a tricky spot. In the cost/benefit analysis, they were deemed too dangerous to cut at when chemo should take care of them. And she has two drains left in her.

So, it's not fantastic news, but it's the best news I thought we might get.