she finally decided to go to hospital and was admitted the same day, with doctors baffled by the cause. they thought it might be a joint infection or fluid in her joint that was infected. she stayed in hospital for the next five days for multiple tests and blood work.
“that last day i was in the hospital, i’ll never forget, i had just woken up. the internal medicine doctor came in and she said that it looks like it could be leukemia or lymphoma. i was by myself, no family around, and i’m not a morning person, so it took me a second. and then i was like, ‘wait, those words mean cancer.’” she recalls. “tears started streaming down my face, and she could tell that i was really distraught. so she said that she would come back when my family came back that day. then it was like, okay, here we go.”
she was flown to st. john’s for a bone marrow biopsy to test the fluid and tissue to determine if cancer is affecting blood cells or marrow, as well as the extent of the disease. her husband alan drove in and that first night they went for a short walk around the hall of her hospital floor and noticed that all the posters on the walls were cancer related – but no one had told her that she was going to the cancer wing. “we both looked at each other and he was like, ‘i think you’re on the cancer wing. and i was like, yeah.’ and that was a moment as well.”
jennifer talks about the impact of not knowing what to expect, and how more information and support would have helped, even with problems of staff shortages and limited time for preparing patients for what’s ahead. those early days in her cancer journey, and the years of debilitating treatment that followed, inspired her advocacy work with the canadian cancer society for access to care, and a
self-published book on cancer survival
so others who face a similar diagnosis feel less alone.