Imagine my shock to learn that at 53 years of age, I had endometrial cancer. How could this happen to me? Seven months later I had survived surgery, chemo and 28 radiation treatments.

In September 2008, I received the call no one wants to receive: my annual mammogram had disclosed a mass that was likely a tumour, and a subsequent biopsy revealed that it was an invasive ductal tumour.

Someone else could've had the same serious infection, but given different medications because they didn't have drug coverage, or couldn't pay.