I was diagnosed with rectal cancer in September 2012, aged 47.
I was relatively fit and not overweight. In fact, as I was being prepped for what was to be my first gastroscopy, I was told I was a bean pole (that made me laugh).
I had a very good diet, didn’t smoke, and I drank maybe a glass of alcohol a day. But I was just feeling “tired” and I have never felt tired before.