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.
I was 35, fit, healthy and constantly on the move.
A full-time working mum and wife with 3 children aged 9, 6 & 3 and a competitive powerlifter.
Since approximately 2007, I had experienced on and off rectal bleeding.
I was diagnosed with stage 3 bowel cancer a year and a half ago at the age of 26.
I was numb, scared and feared the worse.
I think for me the hardest part was the unknown.
I was 29 years old when I was diagnosed with stage III bowel cancer.
A happily married mum of two young children, I was enjoying a carefree life.
I’d been experiencing a range of odd symptoms for the past twelve months and decided to see my doctor after not being able to kick a simple cold virus.
We went through five extremely painful years.
They were especially hard for my strong, brave and beautiful mother.
She was diagnosed with stage 4 rectal cancer and it was very aggressive.