next came the nerve-racking drive to ottawa with her husband gary to see the oncology team in the cancer program at the ottawa hospital. she had further ultrasounds, cat scans, and then a biopsy. she was told she had ovarian cancer.
“that was a shock, but at that point, i was almost at peace with it,” she says, well aware that her appointments at the cancer centre would likely confirm a cancer diagnosis. so, she could either break down in despair or focus on taking action. the latter is what many choose out of necessity.
“i was really anxious as to what we were going to do about it.” it wasn’t stage 4, the most severe stage, but the cancer had spread from the ovaries to the lymph glands, so it was serious although it hadn’t advanced to any other organs, like the liver, kidneys or bladder.
by june, she and the gynecologist, with input from a team of doctors (so she felt tremendously supported and cared for), decided to do four rounds of chemo to shrink the tumour and the cancer cells in her lymph nodes. the treatment would be followed with surgery to remove the cancer, and then three more rounds of chemo as insurance to be clear of cancer.
hardest part of cancer is telling your family
the hardest part of the treatment plan was sharing the news with her family. cancer in any form is scary. “i think it was difficult for my husband because as the person that’s been diagnosed, you know you’ve got a plan. you know what’s going to happen. but it’s really hard on everybody else because they’re on the sidelines watching and not knowing what to do.” her oldest grandchild was seven at the time so she decided to tell her children and let them share the news with their little ones. “i don’t think i could tell them without crying. i could tell my kids, but not the little ones,” she says.
she wanted everyone to know that the next year would be different with her going for drives to ottawa for treatment rather than going for a hike somewhere, for example. “life changes, but we all learn to live with it.”