As I stood in my surgeon’s office, he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face the window. ‘I want you to walk out of here and don’t look back,’ he said. ‘You’re all clear.’ I felt a wave of relief wash over me and the biggest smile crept onto my face. Five years earlier, at the age of 56, I’d been diagnosed with bowel cancer. I’d been waiting and praying for this day to come.
‘HE TOLD ME 60% OF MY LIVER WAS CANCEROUS’
Following an operation to remove my sigmoid colon, I’d had regular scans and check-ups and now, in January 2020, I was relieved to see the back of cancer.
My sisters Betty, then
