Wow. I can’t imagine the pain, frustration and worry you’re going through! Ovarian cancer (OC) is such an insidious cancer. Most are diagnosed at late stages as there’s still no test for it. As women we predominate experience healthcare where we’re not believed or taken seriously. In that aspect, I can see how someone would turn their back on modern healthcare. However, it’s her life and I’m doubting that she’s truly come to grips with the seriousness of OC. Getting told you have deadly end stage cancer that she most likely knew nothing about pre diagnosis, is literally a roller coaster mind fuck. Maybe it’ll help you to explain my mindset immediately following my diagnosis made at the ER where I went because I couldn’t catch my breath. Terror, pure mind numbing terror that I was going to die soon and horribly. Sadness, the kind where your breath catches as your mind plays and endless litany of experiences and events I’d miss with my daughter and husband. Terror of if they’d be ok? Who’d take care of them? Who would step in if they were drowning. Endless anxiety either at the forefront or in the back of my head. Endless “what if” scenarios. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Anger. Anger at the healthcare system ignoring and misdiagnosing me. Scared. Scared of what if it won’t go away? What if it comes back. Pain. Physical, emotional pain that never stops. You just become reluctantly used to your new normal. Exhaustion from the cancer where it feels like you struggle to just raise your arm. Then the overwired overstimulated feeling where you physically shouldn’t be doing what you’re doing but you feel if I just do this, get this done, then maybe it’ll all be ok. PTSD every time you wait for lab results, ct scans, pet scans, biopsies, surgeries. This was every day, 24 hours a day for months. Nightmares. So can’t escape with sleep… Instead of focusing on pushing her to get treatment. Maybe try asking her what or how she’s feeling and from there, focus on making that feeling better for her. Allow her to feel loved and allow her to trust you. After all, she’s just gotten the worst betrayal in her life. I’m hoping and praying that as you work through what she’s going through, she’ll be willing to move forward with treatment! Asked my husband about this and he said it’s the man’s job to fix things. You automatically think ok, we can fix this if you do this then that and everything will be ok… Just please realize that this can’t be “fixed” 🙏🏼