In June 2015, my brother Andrew was treated for diverticulitis (with antibiotics), a condition where pockets that develop in the lining of the intestine become infected or inflamed. A few years prior, he was hospitalised for over a week with similar symptoms, these included severe pain in the abdomen.
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.
I was 34 when I was diagnosed with Stage IV bowel cancer.
I had been experiencing some abdominal bloating for only a week or so, and went to see my GP.
As I had been travelling I was prescribed antibiotics to rule out an infection, but after a week I still had symptoms.