Almost exactly 3 months to the day before my 50th birthday, I’ve been diagnosed with bowel cancer.
When my father told me 15-20 years ago that he’d had a colonoscopy and had a few polyps removed, I didn’t give it a second thought. I thought, ‘standard stuff’ for a man his age. If I knew then what I know now, I would have gone and asked for colonoscopy at a much younger age.
I was 59 years old and in fairly good health when I was diagnosed with cancer of the left descending colon stage 3B.
I was a dressmaker and theatrical costume maker working casually from home, teaching dressmaking at evening college and volunteering for several not-for-profit organisations.
After 4 pregnancies, I experienced chronic haemorrhoids which caused some occasional discomfort but had no visible bleeding.