Cancer Diagnosis

How Four Old Friends Battled Their Way Through Cancer Together

Phil Froats | Posted 03.02.2014 | Canada Living
Phil Froats

From 2010 three of my friends and I have racked up cancers of the tonsils, lymph nodes, bowel, intestines, prostate, lungs, liver and bone. So why with all this recent health crap do we still look happy? There are many reasons, but three stand out.

"I Have Cancer. F**K."

Stephanie Gilman | Posted 04.01.2013 | Canada Living
Stephanie Gilman

A few months back, I found a lump in my breast. Where the hell did it come from? My husband and I made our way to my doctor's office. She chit-chatted a bit, and then got down to business. "Unfortunately, I don't have good news today. The biopsy showed that you have cancer." What. The. Hell. And that was the beginning.

It Takes a Village to Help Someone Through Cancer

Donna Dooher | Posted 12.15.2012 | Canada Impact
Donna Dooher

I vividly remember the light-hearted conversation my sister and I as we waited impatiently in the hospital waiting room. "Oh, it's nothing," I told her. "You're too young. And besides, benign tumors are a family affair." In the end, she was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. A frightening diagnosis for even the most adequately prepared patient.

I Was Diagnosed With Prostate Cancer, Now What?

Dan Hennessey | Posted 11.11.2012 | Canada Living
Dan Hennessey

I received a call in early January 2006 telling me that I had prostate cancer and suggesting a treatment -- surgery. As a 49-year-old healthy and, yes, hockey playing Canadian, cancer was the last thing on my mind Well they say things happen for a reason but I was having trouble figuring out just what that meant.

In Appreciation of All Oncology Nurses

Andrea Paine | Posted 06.04.2012 | Canada Living
Andrea Paine

The theme of National Oncology Nursing Day this year, "Partners in Care: Advocating for Excellence," highlighted the very important role that oncology...

To the Newly Diagnosed Cancer Patient

Andrea Paine | Posted 05.26.2012 | Canada Living
Andrea Paine

I remember the car ride home from my oncologist's office that day. My head felt twice as big with all the new information I had just received, tests that were required and phone numbers to schedule surgery, all stuffed in there like a sock drawer with too many socks. But to all those newly diagnosed sisters and brothers out there, take heart. It will not always be this way.