BC Waterfalls, Lakes, and Dams Oh My!

As I gathered the photos for this post, I had a chance to reflect on all of the ground we have covered traveling in British Columbia over the past two years. I'm never complacent about all of the sights in this province, but they are everyday life for me now. I get to see the Fraser River daily, a thought I hadn't considered when studying elementary school geography textbooks. Funny how life goes - I now know exactly where the Fraser River begins (we've seen it!) and how it flows all the way down to Vancouver, passing directly through Prince George and the Cariboo Region on it's way to the ocean. 

Prince George, where the Fraser and Nechako Rivers meet

Mike moved from Vancouver to the Cariboo in early adulthood, and has extensively traveled the area so he knows it inside and out, from current population, culture, and mapping to historical exploration trails, geological details, and the local gold rush in the 1860's. He's been everywhere man! And now he's taken me to so many of these places. Whether we go by car or take our little RV, we always have an adventure and learn things along the way.

Wells

We have seen countless rivers, lakes, waterfalls and dams - yes, plural damS. I have always lived near water in some form, and northern BC continues to deliver. We camp on gorgeous little lakes all the time, or take drives to explore, find places to kayak or picnic (or kayak-picnic, one of our fave pastimes). One very remarkable lake we have explored in some of our most remote camping is Quesnel Lake, which happens to be the deepest fjord lake in the world, the deepest lake in BC, and the third-deepest lake in North America. *

Quesnel Lake

Mountains too! I didn't know there were so many different types of mountains and mountain ranges. Thinking of BC before I had the picture in my mind of Vancouver and the mossy coastal mountains, or the snowy Rockies from my Banff trips, but in our travels I have seen the many terrains and rock types of this diverse province, from the glaciated rock of the Okanagan, up through the desert hills of the interior, the bush-y gold-bearing river-covered Cariboo, and all the way north to the Yukon and mountains with even more varied rock types and colours. I'll be sharing stories from all of our trips, from the bustling lower mainland to the off-grid north north, but let's start in the middle, at home here in the Cariboo-Prince George region. 

This area is where we camp, explore, gold pan, and trip through historical trails 

(such as Mike's favourite, the late 1700's Alexander MacKenzie Trail). 

Prince George is at the intersection of highways 16 and 97, so we have quick access to 

amazing adventures in all four directions N-S-E-W.

The very first road trip Mike took me on once we settled in from the move was to Barkerville. Barkerville is at the heart of the Cariboo Gold Rush, and is preserved in a living, working "pioneer village" town waaaayy off the beaten track southeast of Prince George. It is stunning! I have visited several pioneer villages in Ontario of course, but this is totally different. It is quite large, and very dense with buildings and preserved like it would have been in the 1860's, with so much historical value and information (we've since gone several times and I learn so many new things every visit). 

There are museum-style exhibits throughout, packed with gold mining facts and history, including a portion of the original town buildings from Barkerville's China Town.  Barkerville is staffed with theatrical folks who actually run the town, ie. blacksmith shop, several stores and hotels/B&Bs, gold-panning lesson area, and I must mention the bakery, which makes the best sourdough bread in the world, serves a traditional "miner's lunch," and sausage rolls that taste like they are straight out of an 1800's gourmet cookbook! I can already tell our Barkerville trips will end up needing their own whole blog post, and at this point I honestly wouldn't even blame you if you left this reading right now to click off to Barkerville.ca - it is SO COOL!

But if you're still with me LOL, I'll move on through our travels. After our first day trip to Barkerville and Wells, we went on our first long-weekend camping trip, north to Azouzetta Lake, through the Pine Pass to where the Rockies begin from the northwest. We don't fish, but we always camping-walk and explore, have fire-building wars, cook amazing stuff, play games, and do whatever adventuring the area offers. On this trip we enjoyed the lake as a home base, and did a day trip to Chetwynd (major chainsaw carving area!) and up to Hudson's Hope and the W.A.C. Bennett Dam.

As autumn set in, we put the trailer away and the Camaro away, and took to flying instead. We spent a weekend in Vancouver to meet Mike's sister and family, get a tour of their childhood area in West Vancouver, and take a ferry to Bowen Island. I had/have flown over that area so many times, and had been to Vancouver, North Vancouver, and even East Van before, but this personal tour was as heartwarming and scenic as it could possibly get. 

So if you know me at all, you have probably started to wonder about the unusually high number of photos of myself appearing in this blog LOL. I have always been the consummate tourist, but Mike has converted me to a selfie and portrait taking photographer as well now too, eager to get photo memories of all the crazy stuff we do. There are literally more photos of me in existence now from the past 2.5 years than from all of my 44 years prior. As you saw previously from our trip across Canada we even pose for pictures at tourist landmarks like giant nickels or Ukrainian Easter Eggs, and I will even admit I now eagerly stick my face into every ‘face in hole board’ or ‘photo cutout’ we find!

I cherish all of this and enjoy getting those perfect shots with Mike at every chance. Could be part of our "live each day to the fullest" thing.

Giant gold nugget pan in Quesnel

My first time panning for gold, in Likely

Mike in the Likely jail

We find all sorts of sassy photo ops!

And will climb into any mine

Or just goof around :-)

Okay back to the tripping. The camping season here runs from the start of May through to mid-September, which is about 18 weeks. In 2021 we were out by a campfire for more than 40 days through that time period, and we camped at all different spots - never the same one twice! We went to Hixon, Bear Lake, Whiskers, Likely (with day trips to Quesnel Forks and the Bullion Pit Mine), the Yukon loop (more on that later), Shuswap Lake, Barkerville/Lowhee, Valemount, Sowchea/Fort St. James, St. Maries, and 10 Mile Lake near Quesnel, with day trips to the Pinnacles plus gold-exploring in the Quesnel Canyon.  

Quesnel Forks

Our humble abode

McGregor

Sowchea, on Stuart Lake, at Fort St. James

Ghost Lake

Matthew River Falls

Off-roading on old tailings from gold mining

Kenney Dam

We harvest our own firewood too, just saying

We've taken a few trips south of the Cariboo as well, with Mike's son and family and friends to Shuswap for a week, for a work trip to Penticton, for the fun of driving on the Duffy Lake road, for an errand to Mission, and most recently to Osoyoos, wine country!

It was a bit smoky when we were at Shuswap

Salmon Arm

Seaton Lake, Lillooet area, you'll hear more about this later too

Near Mission BC, we stayed at the Sasquatch Inn

Chasm Provincial Park, near Clinton

Osoyoos

Fraser Canyon

Speaking of the Fraser Canyon, that kind of brings us full circle, back to the Fraser River and the route that goes along it from BC's northern capital all the way to the lower mainland. This year I've had the opportunity to drive up and down this route (hwy 97) a few times to varying distances for different events - a couple of times on my own even - so it has been a really great immersion into the landscape and culture. 

Hopefully our photos give you a glimpse of all of the water and terrain there is to be found here. We sure love it! 😁

Next stop - the Yukon loop story! 

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Thought I'd share some links to more information about some of the interesting things I just touched on. If you'd like to read more about these places, here you go!

Fraser River

Alexander MacKenzie Heritage Trail

W.A.C. Bennett Dam

Bullion Pit Mine, Likely

Barkerville.ca

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Working Toward My BC Citizenship

Over the last few days (months) I've been toying with how to title this particular blog - it could easily be "The Evolution of the Journey I Didn't Plan to Take... Ex-Motherhood, Melanoma, and still no Maserati" LOL  but I'll go with the move to BC header. :-) 

I do recall earlier this year promising to blog more - a promise to myself as much as anything - and here we are, a bit late but it is still 2022 after all. A health update from that same promising blog - I am happy to report that since hysterectomy and (occasionally reluctantly) increasing my iron intake, I have been determined no longer anemic! Cool! My hemoglobin is higher that it has been since my late twenties, and that feels like a really neat medical success. 

On the "Ex-"Motherhood front, as I've mentioned before, the girls are all grown up, living together in the GTA, both have graduated their college programs and are working toward apprenticeships in each of their fields. They finished high school the spring that covid took over our lives, and then they worked, bravely moved out on their own, completed college programs (one by online education and one travelled via the TTC every day - eeek) and found their next-step jobs all in a little over a year, and during the height of covid 2020-2021. 

I am so proud of them every day I almost burst! It was a really difficult transition to move apart from eachother, as our bubble of three was literally our way of life for 18 years. But as baby birds are supposed to do, they were ready to fly out on their own, so I sold our nest and we now chirp to eachother on skypes at least weekly if not more. As life goes, my new nest is across the country.  But they are so supportive.  And though we miss eachother greatly, we know we are only five hours apart (well.... plus an hour and two planes and airport time, but we won't get picky, I'm just saying, technically I can be to them in half a day if needed).  

They haven't yet been able to come to BC since I've been here, but I have gone to Toronto a few times to visit, be there for their birthdays, help them with mother-daughter and life things, augment the parent-from-a-distance that successful young women baby birds don't mind having the odd time, and in the most recent visit - get a tour of the Toronto Islands, which I had never done before. 

After living in a small town for 17 years then moving to a different province (a.k.a. planet) having my girls be my personal tour guides around their new city is really neat - though I'm NOT proficient at the TTC!! 

They do say that eventually the parent-child roles reverse - watch Cass try to get me on the subway and you have real-life evidence of this grown mother throwing a tantrum. With real tears. Not sure why I excel at any form of public transit in all the foreign countries I've visited, but the Toronto Transit system makes we quake with confusion. Blech! Anywaaayyyyy....

BC - British Columbia! About that! 

Also during the height of a global pandemic, I chose to move across Canada. Well to East-coasters I realize Ontario to BC isn't exactly across country, but with "TorOntario" being the centre of the universe and all, I'm taking creative license and calling it across the country. Meaford to Prince George - just a bit of a switch! 

I will share with you some fun facts in the next few blogs, such as: Prince George is "BC's Northern Capital", and it is also an hour away from the geographical centre of the province, check me out in the picture proof below. 

PG has about 80,000 people, a Costco, Home Depot, all the essentials - and most recently even a SEPHORA! The two main highways in the north, 16 & 97, intersect here - where you can find Mr. PG (more on him later) - and in any one of the four directions you go on those two roads you will find the most gorgeous mountains, trees, lakes, wildlife, history, camping spots, gold-mining opportunities, and even an ancient temperate forest with the giant cedars like on Vancouver Island. 

I have learned there are some language barriers between left-coasters and Ontarians (shrimp = prawns, rubber boots are gum-boots, escarpments don't seem to be a thing here...and don't even get me started on "ATV'S" vs. Quads and "Side by Sides" !?). I have learned that sometimes a miscommunication can simply be a language thing, and I often stop to ask Mike what something means, just to make sure we're actually talking about the same thing. 

And the time difference, OH THE TIME DIFFERENCE. You wouldn't think three hours would be that big a deal, but... it's just enough to make communication with home needing a strategic planner on it's own. You'd think I would have known that already, having worked from Ontario for a west-coast organization, I was always planning meetings based on the Eastern - Pacific time zone differences. Shoe on other foot when I got here and ugh.... 5am Pacific meetings suddenly became a norm. And on the days I'm not rollin' by 5am, half the day is already gone for the girls and my Mom by the time I've just woken up. We're slowly getting used to it, but it is challenging to keep in touch, especially with my friends who also work and have busy lives.

So I just realized I said "home" a second ago - this brings me back to the title of this blog and my reference to a BC Citizenship. There is not actually a citizenship change required to live here, it's more like a Mike-approval-phase I have learned I must pass before I can truly consider myself a British Columbian. 

Something about having to drop Ontario chip from shoulder, become a little more hardy in the wilderness (get 8,000 pairs of hiking shoes!?), drive according to their weird little road rule differences (and not complain about it - oh and probably not call it "their"), and in general just chill the eff out. Oh and stop telling everyone I meet that I'm from Ontario. 

Mike tests me regularly. I frequently "lose points," but then I get them back in sneaky-smart I'm-gonna-be-a-BC-girl ways ha ha - so fingers crossed for the five-year test. After being here for five years I should quite capably be able to call BC home.  

This is us with Mr. PG, the city mascot

It is super fun here, there is adventure around every corner - I totally give Mike credit for that. He is lovely in general of course, hence the being swept off my feet and moving here to be with him! But he is also a thoughtful personal tour guide, super fun and adventurous, knows everything about the area and still loves to explore everything. We have gone so many places after I tell you about all of them I really will have to re-name my blog - I won't have time for melanoma or Maseratis at all!  

We travel quite a bit around the area up here in northern BC and Alberta, either with our little RV, or in Mike's Camaro, depending on the destination, and the goal of the trip. Last year we camped almost every weekend May-October, and we did not go to the same place twice! There is so much to see and do camping all around here - waterfalls, hiking, checking out historical spots, and kayaking too. We are also quite interested in gold panning and there is a tonne of that here. 

(yes, for my Ontario friends... gold-panning - I didn't quite know if Mike was joking-slash-language-barrier when he first told me about it but nope - it's true! And we now have our miner's licenses and spend some of our spare time gold mining/panning, and checking out spots to potentially get a claim of our own. True story!)

The move itself to get here was super fun too. I had shipped my belongings on crates in advance from Meaford to PG, and then Mike flew to Toronto, got a few days whirlwind tour meeting some of my family and friends, we moved the girls and Reese to Toronto, and then we started driving west, in my Jeep, which is now a BC Jeep. (LOL that's become a big joke here as my cute little SUV is "not a real Jeep" - compared to the crazy tricked-out off-roading vehicles all over the place here, my Jeep is a dinky car)

Mike bonded with the Jeep over the six day drive from TO to PG, it was so cute. Being the trained race car driver Mike is, having the dinky power of a 4-cylinder grocery-getter added a particularly comical element to all that came with his inviting me to come live with him in the wild northwest, beginning with the looooong drive there. 

In any case, neither of us had done that full drive before; we had a great time, and of course hit a few of the main tourist spots that make Canada what it is - giant nickel in Sudbury, giant goose in Wawa, giant Ukrainian Easter egg in Vegreville. The Terry Fox monument of course too, and we also stopped to explore in the cities where we were born - the Sault for me, and Winnipeg for Mike. It was an awesome trip! 

And when we approached the BC border and drove through the mountains wow... I knew my next chapter was on a road I had always dreamed of, but thought I'd never find.

So now I keep at it, am learning the BC lingo, have chilled out considerably (which I especially notice when I visit Ontarionto), and have also learned to identify my BC drivers license from my Care Card (Health Card) - they look the exact same, it's painful. Honestly!

We camp and explore, and live every day to the fullest, and I have SO much to fill you in on... 

The Skinopathy Podcast: Skin Cancer Has No Caché

As part of UV Awareness Month, I'd love to share with you The Skinopathy Podcast on Spotify and iTunes, a four part series on Sunscreen, beginning with Part 1 – Skin Cancer has no Caché – featuring three guests including myself. 

Listen to our thoughts as we discuss the culture of Skin Health. 

Click here to listen on Spotify - and iTunes ! 

Hehe.. my first time podcasting - my girls think it's cool I'm on spotify now too ;-)

Recent Media - it's still a family affair

For years Claire and Cass were by my side for awareness events and opportunities when we would share our story about how I was diagnosed with metastatic melanoma, and how it went from there for our family. Especially with Save Your Skin, we did many video and print advocacy pieces, often making the trip from Meaford to Toronto to meet with journalists and crews, SYSF staff, the La Roche-Posay team - anyone who would listen, really! - to raise the profile of skin cancer and the importance of early detection. The three of us were a melanoma-awareness-posse! And we had some great media hits in addition to my guest blogging for HuffPost, Her Magazine, Yahoo Canada, and others.

Claire and I on CTV News - Melanoma Monday, May 2016

In recent years the girls have taken a well-deserved break from that scene, and I placed all of my own advocacy and media attention under the Save Your Skin banner. 

Well... fast forward to the last two days - and Cass is now on CTV News as well! I've woken up at balls a.m. (stay tuned for more on my move from the centre of the universe Eastern Standard Time to Beautiful British Columbia Pacific Time LOL) to hold interviews with a couple of lovely media providers in Ontario to speak about the Sty-Lives (Styling Hair & Saving Lives) program.  And Cass, recently graduated from Marca College of Hair and Esthetics and now working at a swanky salon in downtown Toronto, jumped on board to help share the message. 

Early Monday morning we bravely prepared for a zoom interview together with two Physicians on CTV News Sudbury, and I'm proud to say Cass nailed it! She has a very firm grip on how to be successful in her chosen vocation and she works toward that goal every day, while maintaining her beliefs and bringing her personal experience to the job as well. Cass is an advisor on the Sty-Lives initiative, helping us shape it to be relevant to the Hair Professionals perspective. Of course she is also passionate about the program as it brings full circle our family's desire to increase melanoma skin cancer awareness. 

Enough of my talking about it - how about I just show you the interview recording!  :-)  Click here to watch:

The written article is also located at this link, though the video at the top hasn't yet been updated to our interview (at the time of this blog posting). An excerpt:

Toronto hairstylist Cassandra Richardson joined the initiative for a very personal reason, her mom is a skin cancer survivor. Richardson said she’s ready to help anyone who sits in her chair.

"I’m very passionate about prevention and early detection so this really means a lot to me in the fact that you can absolutely change someone’s life by simply doing your job," she said.

"It’s so easy with the instructional video that Miranda sent. Like it’s so easy to tell someone that 'you have a spot on your head, you should get checked out.' It doesn’t have to involve anything  more than that. Just that simple step of telling that person that it exists is just one step closer to saving their life."

Adding, "It’s just so easy. There’s just no excuse not to do it as a hairstylist."

Atta girl Cass!  #ProudMomma

In addition to the above coverage, Global News Radio 640 Toronto picked up the story on Tuesday, and I had the privilege of speaking with Kelly Cutrara about Sty-Lives and skin cancer detection. Check it out here:

The recent story of hockey fan and medical student Nadia Popovichi who alerted a Vancouver Canucks equipment manager about a cancerous mole she spotted on his neck while at a game has gone viral and is helping to highlight the importance of early detection.

I'd like to say thanks to these media networks for sharing news of the Sty-Lives program, and I am happy to report that registration from hair salons across the country is growing very rapidly!  I'll keep you updated on the progress, and in the meantime please feel free to share this link and video with your Hairstylist or Barber:   

https://saveyourskin.ca/sty-lives/

Thank You!

My work at SYSF, explained

A few years ago I posted about finding this group called Save Your Skin Foundation (SYSF), founded by BC-based melanoma survivor Kathy Barnard, and all about how Kathy and the SYSF team helped me through my cancer experience.  (Click here for a quick re-cap: "Queen's Park Yesterday")

Since that time I volunteer-blogged for SYSF, and was a Spokeperson for them at Ontario events and then nationally, until I felt well enough to go back to work, knowing I needed to do something meaningful with my career and help others the way SYSF had helped me. I badgered Kathy into hiring me part-time as a Project Coordinator, and off we went! 

I tested the employment waters for about eight months, got my legs back under me, and then moved into a full-on Director role in which I have been working for the past five years. As you know, that didn't leave me much time to write on my blog - but it's okay - I was able to pour all of my creativity and combined professional skills into my work at Save Your Skin, and I love it. Love working in this field, though stressful at times, I am proud of what we do, and I endlessly appreciate my mentor and friend, Kathy.  

Recently we were both interviewed for a joint article for AIM at Melanoma in the States, and this write-up took me right back to how I felt about Kathy and SYSF six years ago, and it is still how I feel today:

From Survivors to Advocates: Two Leaders are Pushing for Progress in Canada and Around the World

It is true that the Oncologists on our team joke with Kathy and I about how they help save melanoma patients and then Kathy hires them.  Kathy saved me - then she saved my career, and then she saved my love life LOL!  (More on that later - as I mentioned, Mike is a melanoma survivor and he has long been a Spokesperson for SYSF, and that is how we first met and became friends years ago. 😊 )

Many of my family and friends have asked me over the years "what IS your job?" 

I can explain. It is oncology patient support and advocacy across Canada. Helping patients like myself navigate the health care system, figure out - and access! - treatments, support them through the emotional and sometimes financial hardships of a skin cancer diagnosis, inform them about their disease and options, and simply in general BE there for them.

In the last five years, along with the Team and Board and Medical Advisory Board at Save Your Skin, I have supported the Foundation's work by:

• facilitating 14 educational webinars on melanoma, non-melanoma skin cancers, and ocular melanoma 
• hosting two fund raising Galas in Toronto, and one virtual one (since covid)
• attending the Canadian Melanoma Conference in Banff three times
• traveling around the world to attend conferences such as the Society for Melanoma Research Congress, European Post-ASCO Melanoma/Skin Cancer Meeting, CureOM Science Meetings and Patient Symposiums, Society for Immunotherapy of Cancer, European Society of Medical Oncology, and many more - next post is all about these! (Travel to all the conferences helps us learn all the latest news in skin cancer and advocate for the best treatments to come to Canada)
• representing SYSF and working with many Canadian and international groups to endorse and support work in the field of melanoma skin cancer research and support, including being on the cover of the newest National Comprehensive Cancer Network® (NCCN®) Patient Guide for Melanoma. True story:

• writing content and guiding awareness and support initiatives in all aspects for the SYSF community across Canada - annual Melanoma Awareness Month, Cancer Survivor Day, press releases, city proclamations, media opportunities, development and publishing of video productions, educational materials, blogs, newsletters, countless patient/caregiver meetings and roundtables, the list goes on...

Below are a bunch of photos of my work in the last five years.  

To kick those off I want to show you our newest video - among other items, most recently we launched a project about which I am very proud and excited: Sty-Lives - Styling Hair and Saving Lives.  (You may or may not know my Cass is a Hairstyling Apprentice, graduated from Marca College in Toronto, so she was a contributor on this project.)

Sty-Lives is being rolled out across the country by a team of Medical Student volunteers, plus our SYSF staff and supporters, to hair salons and barbershops for the education of hair professionals to help detect suspicious spots on clients' heads/ears/necks, encouraging them to seek an appointment with a Dermatologist for professional examination. All salons are eligible to register for this free program, so if you'd like more information or for me to mail you some materials for your salon, email me or let us know, here:

https://saveyourskin.ca/sty-lives/

And here is the video:

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Collection of photos  - just some of the many friends I have made and experiences I've had along the way.  Enjoy!  

Giving Hope Gala

<--- oh and there's Mike! :-)

Move for Melanoma Annual Event

Global Coalition - Melanoma Research Foundation, U.S.

           ( and you might recognize this guy... --->  )

Conferences and Roundtables

MI-PAC - AIM at Melanoma, U.S.

And some random shots from over the years at the Cdn. Melanoma Conference at the Banff Springs Hotel:

And a random selection of our materials:

Thank you Save Your Skin Foundation, I love you! 

Save Your Skin Foundation (SYSF) is a patient-led organization dedicated to the fight against non-melanoma skin cancers, melanoma, and ocular melanoma through education, advocacy, and awareness initiatives across Canada. SYSF provides a community of oncology patient and caregiver support throughout the entire continuum of care, from prevention and diagnosis to survivorship.

Blast from the Past

A few weeks ago I had major surgery - unrelated to cancer, not to worry - and I can't help but notice how the whole experience took me right back to 2014 when I got a diagnosis of advanced melanoma. If you know me from those days you will remember my tales of traumatic surgeries, bizarre post-op procedures, life-saving immunotherapy treatments, and all that goes along with. 

It is a head space that a cancer patient may endure for all or part of their journey, or they may go in and out of it as the situation strikes - our "Cancer Companion" as my therapist called it. When your Cancer Companion taps you on the shoulder, you may need to sit with them for a while, work through it, maybe hear them out, maybe tell them to piss off, but they will choose when they may leave again or come back. Might as well keep the kettle on the back burner as you never know when they could drop in for tea.  

My cancer companion has found me here in my new home in northern British Columbia, where for the last few months I prepared to have a full abdominal hysterectomy.  One benefit of regular CT scans for surveillance of melanoma (I have been N.E.D. for six years but will be monitored for life to check for recurrence) is that things can show up that one may not have know about otherwise.  I have had some trouble with my "lady plumbing" for a couple of years now, nothing too crazy, or concerning enough to look into - I kind of assumed it was just related to peri-menopause. My Mom seems to get a particular chuckle out of telling me that I am "at about that age." Thanks Ma LOL

But when my new GP reported that I have lots of fibroids in my uterus, and we cross-referenced that with my ongoing situation of low iron/hemoglobin which has led to anemia, it seemed like the time had come to investigate further. I had been having some new tummy pains on top of the monthly aggravation, and some early steps to helping the anemia did give me more energy, so I agreed to a consult with a Gynecologist.  45 seems like a good time for a tune-up, right? 

I'll spare you the gory details, but the Gyno did her exams and biopsies, and gave me a thorough and much-appreciated presentation on my options for remedying a fibroid uterus.  Given all my variables a full hysterectomy sounded like the right option. 

So I signed the consent forms, remembering all the paperwork I filled out to take part in the clinical trial at Sunnybrook in 2014, and sat back to relax until my year-long wait for a surgery date would come to fruition (thanks covid, for the extra delays in our health care system).  On my way out of her office, the Gyno commented that if I was to end up in the hospital or have a blood transfusion to let her know, as that could shorten my surgery wait time.  

Weird, I thought... why would I have to have a blood transfusion?   And went on with my day. 

Fast-forward a month from that time, to a night in early November. I was having a particularly tough time with my "cycle," and was taking a new-to-me drug from the Gyno to help with that. Apparently weird reactions or allergies to random drugs runs on my Mom's side of the family, and I ended up in the emergency room at 3am with the most severe abdominal cramping I have ever experienced. Like - worse than be in labour with and give birth to TWINS bad.  

Poor Mike - my loving partner and reason I moved here to Prince George - not an ideal time to introduce you to this fabulous man, but I digress... Mike sped me to emerg (he happens to be an epic race car driver, actually) and advocated for me when I was unable to speak (Mike is also a melanoma survivor - he takes no guff!). 

An hour or so in, bloodwork assessed, morphine running through veins, x-rays inconclusive, I was able to speak to the doctor while we waited for an emergency CT scan. She said my hemoglobin was dangerously low (hhmmm where had I heard that before..?) and she wanted to give me a unit of blood while we wait to see if I would need some sort of surgery or procedure to deal with this mystery lower-abdominal pain.  

A blood transfusion? Must admit, that freaked me out. Not only did I feel that those are only for people in accidents or emergency situations, I was a bit weirded out by the thought of having someone else's blood given to me.  If you recall, I have always been a supporter of blood donation and always wanted to give it - but it never occurred to me that I would ever be on the receiving end. 

I'm happy to report that they were very careful about the procedure for this, testing my blood again for some sort of matching criteria, blood type etc., and then giving me a special green band with a code to match the labels on the pint that would arrive soon as my new gift. I was nervous but grateful. 

Long story short, two nurses arrived and read my bracelet codes aloud and triple-checked the green card on my new blood, it went in via IV for an hour or so, I had my CT scan (which was also inconclusive), and I was sent home.  The mystery pain had disappeared, and I was repeatedly assured that nothing on the xrays or CT showed any masses or problems that could be related to melanoma, which I was pretty confident was right as I had just had my melanoma-surveillance scans a few months prior.  As far as I know the pain was caused by my weird and apparently uncommon reaction to the tranexamic acid. In any case it was gone, and I was home, exhausted, and with a couple days off work to recover. 

One result of this however, was a phone call to my Gyno to let her know I had had to have a blood transfusion, and a subsequent iron infusion, so.... poof that got me on the emergency surgery list and I was scheduled for mid-December.  *gulp*  Surgery, full on. The goal of this hysterectomy is to get rid of the fibroid uterus, and with it any chance of random crazy pains, but also to stop the extreme monthly loss of hemoglobin and give my body a chance to fix the anemia.  

So here I sit, 3.5 weeks post-op, comfortably tucked in and recovering well in the grand scheme, pampered by Dr. Mike. Can't help but have some mega deja vu though, after a major surgery with all that time to stare at the ceiling between pain-med-induced naps I couldn't help but remember all that I/we went through years ago.  And I have the exact same feeling of that in-between and frustrating phase of starting to feel better but still not being quite up to snuff... no driving, reduced work capacity, etc. This surgery requires a full eight weeks recovery, no heavy lifting and all that stuff.  No snow shoveling either - bad timing with this PG winter! 

While I rest and recover, figure out some adjustments in my career (more on that later), and reflect on "life after cancer" I find myself here, blogging.  Hello old friend!  If you only knew how much credit you deserve for getting me through 2014-2016 wowww... you are amazing. I think of you all the time but never give us time to spend together. Well guess what - 2022 is our year. :-)  

Might have to re-name this blog to "Menopause, Melanoma, and making it to my Maserati"  haha!  But we shall see... and of course I'll keep you posted.  My desire to share (bitch about) medical experiences is never far from the surface, and of course has served as a perfect segue back into writing here on my blog.  Thanks for reading! (apparently I have not lost my long-windedness)

And thank you to my gorgeous grown-up girls who have been a huge support from a distance.  It was weird for us to be so far apart during this recent hospital event, when they were so entwined in the past. But they are excelling at their exciting Toronto lives, and we are always connected by skype (yes, people still use that), TikTok, and bank account haha.  They connected with Mike too - I suspect they warned him of my post-surgery whiny-ness and consoled him by text, though he is a champ caregiver and claims I was angelic and wonderful. Ahh love... 😇 😍  Thank you Mike 💖