10/02/2025
I would love to write a book but for now this will do.
PART ONE: DIAGNOSIS.
It was early on the morning of 27th of May 2024, Daryl and I were staying at our daughter and Son in laws home as we were happily on Nanny and Poppy duties while Kera and Josh were having a well deserved break in Bali.
Their arrival back home was very well timed as without very much warning I had suffered a seizure that had affected the left side of my body, I was sure I was suffering a stroke and needed help to get dressed so Daryl could without haste get me to the ED department at the Wodonga Hospital, the left side of my body was thrashing around uncontrollably and I needed to virtually be carried into emergency.
The ED Drs and nurses are well trained in emergencies such as mine and it seemed like minutes that I was canulated and administered anti seizure drugs immediately. During this whole ordeal i was conscious and very aware of mu surrounds, I just wanted the sezures to stop. The medical team knew exactly what they were looking for and sent me for a contrast CT scan after I became stable.
It’s unclear to me how long the results of the scan took but the words…. it’s not good will remain imprinted in my memory.
I was informed that I had two brain tumours which would possibly be secondary cancer….I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer in August 2023.
For some reason I disagreed that it had matastisided from the Breast. The breast cancer was caught really early and was tiny, not only that… the markers were clear and the lymph node that was removed was clear as well.
I was transferred the following day to St Vincents Private Hopital via road in a patient transport ambulance and my Surgery (craniotomy) was performed on the 30th of May 2024 by the wonderful and tallented neurosurgeon Mr Carlos Chung who just so happened to perform brain surgery on my big sister as well for aneurisms. The anaesthetist even made mention that I had the best surgeon. This was comforting and reassuring that the surgery would go well.
Everything went to plan and all of the tumours were removed, it’s was expected that I would wake up in ICU but as I’m a little fighter I was fine and taken to recovery then returned to my ward where I decided I would FaceTime my family who were at their motel, my surgery was late in the day and they weren’t allowed to wait until I returned from surgery. None of them could believe that after what I had endured the past few days yet here I was full of sass looking and talking to them via video on their phones.
The surgeon spoke to me after the surgery and told me the tumours definitely weren’t from the breast cancer, I guess they see this kind of thing regularly and I feel like he knew what I would be faced with when the pathology results were finally completed.
I am always the strong and positive one in the family but on this occassion I just knew to expect the worst.
It seemed like an eternity for the results to come through and even though I was well enough to be discharged Carlos wanted me to stay in hospital until he could deliver me with a diagnosis.
On the 6th of June the unit manager had informed us that a family meeting was requested for 4pm that day. Wow the walls of life as I know it had tumbled down on top of me, a family meeting would not be required if it was good news.
The kids and their partners had plenty of time to get to Melbourne and were with Daryl and myself when the fateful news was delivered.
We were informed that I had whats called Glioblastoma, Grade 4 terminal brain cancer that there is no cure for and treatment options hadn’t altered in over 30 years, the median survival rate is 12 to 18 months.
There were lots of tears from all of us but my fighting spirit kicked in and all I had in my thoughts was let’s get on with it….living is all I know how to do. A common question people ask is why the good people? Noone knows the answer to that but im sure we will find out when we meet our maker!