As if this wasn’t enough, Dad had a further reoccurrence of bowel cancer and this time he was left with a stoma after surgery. I was 19 years old at the time but I knew I had to step up and help out as much as I could. Everyday Dad needed help just getting around the house, showering and changing colostomy bags. He became more dependent and towards the end of his life I gave up work and stayed at home as he needed care 24 hours a day. Dad died in April 2002.
I had family and friends to talk to and tell me how strong I was but I felt like I had to keep that bullet proof attitude up and not show any weakness. Two years after Dad died I came home one night and let years of pain out in one blast. I smashed everything I could get my hands on, yelled, screamed and had my loved ones in shock.
I really want to help get the message about bowel cancer out there. I know all cancer is bad but bowel cancer is just not talked about enough.
I have a Bowel Screen Australia kit at home and I’m going to use it. I’m encouraging my brother to do the same.