More people are surviving longer after a cancer diagnosis. But what is it like living with the disease and how does it change your outlook? Grant Woodward reports.
WHEN Barbara Hibbert found out she was dying from cancer there was only one thing for it. She went shopping.
“I was Stage Four, which isn’t very good news really,” she says, with a hefty dose of understatement. “They gave me a booklet and I thought, this is very well set out and well explained. Then I got to the bit relevant to me and I sort of went, ‘oh’. It basically told me I was going to die – and sooner rather than later. So I started spending lots of money.”
First on Barbara’s list was a new car. An Audi A3 “with lots of toys on it”. “I’d just had an A to B one before, but I thought ‘what the hell?’,” she shrugs.
“We were going to get a new kitchen anyway but we got a rather more high spec one than we’d intended. My clothes got an upgrade too, although I did need a new wardrobe anyway because I’d lost about three stones.”
She and husband Ed are now on their way to Australia, flying business class, naturally. “But that’s largely because I don’t think my insides are up to economy any more,” Barbara, from Harrogate, adds quickly.
However, there’s only one slight snag to this spending spree. It turns out Barbara’s not dying after all. “I think the booklet they gave me was out of date,” she says. “It took me a while to work out that actually, because mine was operable I’d got at least a fighting chance.”
It’s just under a year since her treatment for bowel cancer ended. Major surgery included two abdominal operations and a bowel resection. There were also a couple of bouts of chemotherapy, just for good measure.
“Now I’m thinking I might survive longer term I’m going, ooh, did my new kitchen need to be quite so high spec and was there much wrong with my old car? It’s okay, but it’s just that sort of, yes, I was spending all this money but maybe it will have to last me a bit longer. But it’s the problem I’d rather have, obviously.”
Barbara, happily, is far from alone in having to rethink future plans. Research published this week shows people are twice as likely to live at least 10 years after being diagnosed with cancer than they were at the start of the 1970s.
There is also an impact on those cancer survivors who, while grateful to be alive, have no idea if or when the disease might come back. In many cases, it leads to a root and branch re-evaluation of their life. It certainly has for Barbara – and not just over her spending habits.
“You come to grips with your own mortality. You don’t have a lot of choice. You either take to your sofa and feel sorry for yourself or you just get on with it. But you’re much more appreciative of the little things. You see the blossom on the trees and wonder if you’ll see it again next year.
“Now I’ve got to the stage where I’m starting to think further ahead than a few months or a year, then I think, oh, perhaps I shouldn’t do. When I thought that I hadn’t got very long I figured, well, we all end up in the same place eventually. It might have been sooner than I’d have liked or expected but I never thought, why me or that it was unfair.
“I am much more appreciative of things now and the choices I’ve got,” says the 58-year-old former teacher turned education consultant. “My first grandchild is due to arrive in November. But even now I think, well, I don’t know how long I’ll see this grandchild for. Will I see her graduate from university? Will I see her start school? I think I’m fairly confident I’ll see her born, but I’m not taking much more for granted because I know my cancer could recur.”
For the moment, she is still making the most of her improved prognosis. After each all-clear at her six-monthly check-ups, she books a holiday. “That’s my plan,” she says, “although they may need to get cheaper the longer I survive. I may need to get less extravagant.”
Karen McLean was diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 50 following a routine mammogram in 2013. She ended up having a double mastectomy. “I wasn’t devastated, more completely shocked,” she says now. “I had no clue. I had lost a lot of weight but I just thought it was because I was dieting.”
Two years on, however, she feels better than she has done in years. “I really do. I’ve changed everything. I have a different diet and drink lots of water, which I never did before. I do a fitness boot camp two or three times a week and recently did the Three Peaks Challenge for Yorkshire Cancer Research. Now I’m signed up for Mount Kilimanjiro next February.”
Having been a decent swimmer as a youngster, the only real exercise she had was taking her dog for a walk round the block or the local park. Cancer brought a complete change. She now walks between 10 and 16 miles every weekend and recently walked up Scafell Pike, England’s highest mountain, as part of her training for Kilimanjiro. Ben Nevis is next on her list and the Coast to Coast Walk is also in her sights.
“I never thought I could do anything like this,” says the 52-year-old, who has recently moved from Scarborough to Leeds with her 15-year-old son Corey.
“I’d let myself go really and just trudged through life. Now I make every day count. I just want people to know that there is life after cancer. Yes, it’s a difficult time, a devastating time, but you can come through it and as strange as it might sound, it’s actually been a force for good in my life.”