when the chemotherapy was showing no change, kathy’s son took matters into his own hands and contacted a doctor in the united states who would be able to send a newer drug up to canada. kathy debated whether she wanted to do it, but ultimately decided that it was worth a shot.
that was until she realized that she didn’t qualify for the drug.
“my chance at survival was slim at best, and now i was super worried because i thought, oh my god, i’m going to get to edmonton and he’s going to say i can’t have it and then i have nothing.”
instead of waiting for the no, kathy decided to make a run for it, so to speak. she rushed up to the 31st floor of the building where she was to be having the treatment, got hooked up to the iv, and decided that if she was already doing the therapy, they couldn’t tell her no.
“now they can’t move me. i could do my squatters’ rights,” she said.
luckily for kathy, she wasn’t told to move, nor was she given the no she was afraid of hearing. her treatment began, and shortly after, so did her side effects.
“holy smoke, my body went into shakes and rashes, and it was intense,” she said. “there was no real protocol. the first round was to see in that week how many you get in.”
kathy, being a competitor at heart, turned the ordeal into a game, trying to beat other patients by getting more infusions than others who were going through the same treatment.
“i started naming the bags after everybody in my family because i thought, okay, i can’t miss a family member, and the nurses were part of it,” she said.
she eventually got to 14 doses that week, dealing with painful side effects, the inability to keep down food, and a 30-pound water weight gain. but her tumour had shrunk by about half in that time. she continued with the same therapy until her body started to really reject it, managing to get through all four rounds, and went home without any tumours at all.