Lianne was 61 when her oncologist told her she was going to die and there was nothing the doctors could do about it.
Well, not nothing, exactly. After diagnosing her with Stage 4b terminal endometrial cancer and informing her it was too late for both chemotherapy and radiation therapy, they offered her a palliative hormone pill.
Lianne’s is another in a maddeningly common collection of underdiagnosed female reproductive cancer stories. She had gone to her GP with post-menopausal bleeding, only to be told not to worry. So she didn’t worry – for 15 months she wasn’t worried at all.
Then her stomach started to hurt. It wasn’t until a specialist inspected the results of an MRI scan, which Lianne paid for herself, that the tumors were discovered.
Nearly a year and a half after first showing symptoms she left the oncologist’s office with a death sentence and no hope.
Devastated and desperate, Lianne credits luck with her still being alive today. Luck being that a friend of hers immediately suggested she try medicinal cannabis as a treatment to shrink tumors.
Not a recreational drug user and previously fit and healthy, Lianne didn’t know the first thing about cannabis. She quickly schooled herself and discovered that culturally, cannabis had transitioned from a gateway street drug to a well-regarded alternative pain and anti-seizure medication as well as a treatment for tumor reduction.
She learnt that usage methods varied but it wasn’t like being handed a joint at a party and that the
