During Alberta’s last election night on May 5, 2015, I was so nauseous I had to have a bowl on my lap just in case. Earlier that morning, I had received my first chemotherapy session for the triple-negative breast cancer I’d been diagnosed with that February.
I was much too ill to stay up to wait for the results. When I woke up in the morning and grabbed my newspapers off the front stoop, my stomach lurched. Was it the news of an NDP majority government that turned my stomach? I don’t think so.