I was diagnosed with cervical cancer when I was pregnant and almost died before I got a chance to hold my newborn baby girl. The nightmare began when doctors discovered a tumor that was the size of a tennis ball blocking little Aaron's arrival. They immediately delivered Aaron by C-Sect - but I hemorrhaged. My bed sheets were soaked in blood and doctors couldn't get the bleeding to stop. As my life slipped away, docs warned my partner, to expect the worst as he stood helpless with our baby in his arms. He was left praying for a miracle - and fortunately for us, those prayers were answered. "My instincts told me all was not well. Cervical cancer treatments at that time would have damaged my baby. I didn't want to face that, so I just retreated into myself and kept my fears secret.
After months of chemotherapy, radiotherapy and a last chance 24 hour bombardment of radiation directly onto the tumor, I was eventually in remission. I had sailed through a trouble free pregnancy with my first daughter, Jordan whom was diagnosed with Asberger's Syndrome when she was 6. I have to admit, the minute I fell pregnant with Aaron, I felt very ill. I was sick all the time, I was in pain, I couldn't eat, and nothing could convince me that this was a normal pregnancy. When I was expecting Jordan, my partner and I backpacked to India just in time before settling down with children. I felt so well throughout the pregnancy, mind you I was always relatively fit and healthy from having just spent almost the last 7 years as a Military Policewoman in Her Majesty's Services.This time, however; I thought: " well no 2 pregnancies are the same." I remember my partner and I agreeing that there would be no more babies.
I was dragging myself through the pregnancy. I couldn't wait for it to be over. Every now and then I'd start bleeding and end up in hospital. But I think because of the position of the tumor, it simply didn't show up. When I was about 8 months pregnant, I was back at hospital for the umpteenth time after bleeding.
I've got a rare blood group 'O' negative, so whenever I would take a bleed I'd have injections to stop the baby's blood being poisoned. Nothing was showing on scans so she examined internally. The pain was unbearable. Then she told me there was a growth the size of a man's fist in my cervix. I was rushed into theater for an emergency c-sect. The baby was perfect I was so relieved. But when I was in the recovery ward, my partner noticed that my bed was suddenly saturated in blood. I was slipping in and out of consciousness. I vaguely nurses wrapping me up in silver foil. They were wrapping themselves around me too, trying to raise my body temp. I was rushed back into theater, and, after about 2 - 3 hours, the doctor came out and told my partner he was sorry but he couldn't stop the bleeding. He had asked my partner to sign a form permitting them to give me a hysterectomy. My partner said, "My partner is dying in there - just do what you have to do to save her." I spent a while in hospital while my partner looked after the girls. When I eventually went home I was really worried about the time I been apart from my girls.
My Radiation Treatments
A bed was made up for me in the living room and I began my chemotherapy and radiation treatment the following week. I was offered a 24 hour intensive course where they would bombard me with radiation non stop using long metal rods directly onto the tumor. It was ghastly. I couldn't move for 24 hours but in the end, the tumor had shrunk. To be totally honest I think it was the nurses and doctors who kept me sane. Even when the large tumor shrunk, I was still ill, but very very happy. But along with the tumor, other organs had also shrunk and I needed more surgeries to repair the damage. I had ignored the little voice in my head which told me I had Cancer. Like many people, I really didn't want to hear that because I knew that any treatment would seriously damage or kill my unborn baby.
Today though, I have 2 beautiful girls and a great future. My daughter Aaron will celebrate her 12th birthday at Christmas which will be an amazing experience for us all. I have since had to cope with more operations, skin grafts, scars, all the reconstructive surgery, and am continuing ongoing dreaded surgeries but with my family by my side. Well, I had made it and then I had later married my partner Kes Fernando on the 10th anniversary of the day we met. In a romantic ceremony at the Blacksmiths cottage in Gretna Green, Scotland accompanied by our two beautiful girls and friends, we tied the knot - & were overcome with emotion.
It was the happiest day of my life, after all that we have been through. Everyone was crying at the ceremony, it was a very emotional service. It was a beautiful day and very romantic. We all went onto enjoy a wedding celebration in Anna in cottages overlooking the Solway Firth, with the memories of darker days well behind us. We have come through a lot since we met in Blairgowrie in June 95, when I had just left the military police to start work as a private investigator met my Portuguese beau Kes. We all enjoyed the day especially our girls Jordan and Aaron and will be a day we will never forget. I've since took part in the "race for life" cancer research race every year. I usually run on behalf of my late Grandad Scott (a tall and very proud man) and my dear friend "Tam the Gun" who sadly died of Cancer, (he fired the 1 o'clock gun at Edinburgh Castle for over 20 years, we became very good friends when I served up in the castle for many years as a Military Policewoman, we kept in touch frequently over the years).
My daughters now join me in the race every year and neither of us would miss it for the world knowing how much we could be helping to save someone's life. I've since built my own business and am currently writing my first book, continue to work alongside Cancer Research. I'm proud of my work and research; sharing my story, I hope is helping others. As many have shared their survival stories, I wanted to share mine here, with you.
I have managed to gain plenty of media attention through radio and newspapers for my local Cancer Care organization too. My main aim now is to introduce a Cervical Cancer Awareness month in Scotland. As a cervical cancer survivor I’m urging everyone to back Cancer Research UK’s latest campaign - The answer really is plain. It calls for all branding to be removed from tobacco packaging, to try and discourage children from starting to smoke. Even though my cancer was not caused by smoking, I really do want to do everything I can to protect all the innocent and young people from the frightening experience I have been through.
Glitzy packets are one of the last ways the tobacco industry can still sadly market it's lethal products and also, research shows that the striking logos and distinctive designs that make cigarettes more appealing to children and young adults. As the government consults on whether to put all tobacco in standardized "plain" packs of uniform size, shape and design. I’m asking people to show their support for this vital measure by signing The answer is plain petition. This is not about ‘the nanny state’ and it’s not about curbing the freedoms of adult smokers. It’s about giving children one less reason to take up a deadly and addictive habit which kills half of all its long term users. The big tobacco companies are doing everything they can to stop this– but we’ve got to stand up to them and protect our children.
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