A long and winding road paved with love and grace: Rock Valley Physical Therapy’s Kylie Lucas shares the struggles and the triumphs of her cancer journey
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If you lack faith, are void of care, compassion and love from one’s family and friends, are unable to understand and embrace humor, cannot wrap your head around the importance of "early detection,’’ or grasp the enduring and stand-with-you-no-matter-what mantra that embodies every member of the Rock Valley Physical Therapy family, please stop reading.
This story does not have a happy ending.
Nah, this little ditty – and here lies its beauty – has not ended.
Ding dong, “Earl’’ is gone.
Rock Valley’s Kylie Lucas, M.S., CCC-SLP (Speech-Language Pathologist/PORi Certified Head and Neck Cancer Rehabilitation Therapist/ LSVT LOUD Certified Therapist) is that rare chameleon, a larger-than-life-woo-hoo-type, an outgoing belle of the ball, forever confident in her abilities yet humble, gracious, giving, compassionate and determined when it comes to bettering the lives of the patients in her care. She is a 100-percent loving, caring, kind wife and mother, and a daughter who loves and treasures the path her amazing parents have paved for her.
More importantly, she is a scant 36 years of age and has – and this cannot be emphasized enough – decades upon decades of a living left to do.
That “living’’ thing, though, what Lucas does so well, was severely tested for nearly two years.
Knock-down-drag-out tested. So weak there were times she couldn't- brush-her-daughter’s-hair-tested.
The long and winding road back to health – Lucas was told she was in remission in April of 2026 – began in 2024. That’s when the mother of two found blood after going to the bathroom.
She chalked it up to being Nova (age 8) and Kameron’s (age 6) mom.
“I have had two kids and our bodies change,’’ a happy and upbeat Lucas said while sitting in the breakroom of Rock Valley Physical Therapy’s 53rd Ave. (Davenport, Iowa) clinic.
Fresh from her daily “thank-God-you-are-here’’ hug from clinic manager Becky Burke (PT, DPT, GCS, A-CEEAA), another one of life’s truly amazing souls, Lucas was all smiles at the end of this particular Rock Valley “Making Better Lives’’ shift.
“So, I chalked it up (finding blood) to hemorrhoids and I moved on,’’ added Lucas, who returned to work on a part-time basis in July 2026.
The blood issue, however, persisted.
It, coupled with reading her Monmouth (Illinois) College sorority sister’s chronicling of her husband's Stage 4 colorectal cancer journey, moved Lucas to mention the issue to her family physician during a January 2025 physical.
“First, Jenna Tolley, my sorority sister, documented her husband, Joe’s, journey through colorectal cancer,’’ Lucas said. “And with reading that – and today they are thriving and living life healthy and doing well – it motivated me."
“I kept saying it’s not cancer, no, not me,’’ continued Lucas. “But I kept going back to Jenna sharing their story – while raising two small children – and it motivated me. I decided to share my issue with my doctor, and he immediately referred me to a GI (gastroenterologist). I saw the GI in April of 2025, and based on the bleeding, he recommended a colonoscopy.’’
Ever hesitant to even keep the colonoscopy appointment, Lucas relented, again citing Tolley’s writings.
“But a colonoscopy for hemorrhoids?’’ asked Lucas. “Still, I did it.’’
On May 5, 2025, Lucas underwent the colonoscopy and despite what would transpire the next 14 months – a roller-coaster ride of life-and-death proportion – she is grateful she kept the appointment.
“It saved my life,’’ she said, noting the test revealed a non-cancerous polyp and a concerning 15-millimeter polyp that were partially removed from her rectum.
“It was so small, but it created a storm,’’ Lucas said of the polyp. “It was only 15 millimeters in diameter. Super small.’’
Four days later, after her lab results came back, Lucas was told she had moderately differentiated adenocarcinoma in the rectum.
Cancer…
“Early detection, I cannot say enough about it,’’ she said. “It played a major role.’’
But….
The path to today – joyfully in remission – has been hard, unpleasant, physically, and mentally draining. It has also been filled with mountains of love, valleys of optimism, hope, humor – lots of humor – grace, determination, and compassion at every turn.
“When they called to tell me the results, I was on my way to Jimmy John’s to get lunch on my way to my daughter’s school,’’ Lucas said. “I was near Whitey’s (ice cream) in Bettendorf (Devil’s Glen Road). I volunteer for United Way’s Read United program and was going to get lunch for my daughter, volunteer read at her school, and share lunch with her.’’
The phone call telling her she had cancer would change her life and the lives of those Lucas affectionately calls her “tribe.’’
“My husband, Nick, who usually works from home on Fridays, was at work in an important meeting,’’ Lucas shared. “He and I know if we call more than once, that each of us needs to step away from what we are doing and take the call. He did and I shared with him my results. We agreed to meet at home and talk about what was next. I called Becky (Burke) at work, and in true Becky fashion, she absolutely said don’t come back, just to keep her posted if she could do anything. I was stunned.’’
In the heat and confusion of the moment, Lucas forgot her daughter and their scheduled lunch.
“Thank God for amazing parents,’’ she said. “I called my dad, who had the day off, and he went and had lunch with my daughter while I went home to meet with Nick.’’
After discussing options with her husband, then explaining things to her children – and learning there would be a six-week wait to begin testing at University Hospitals in Iowa City, Iowa – the Lucases opted for care at the Rochester, Minnesota-based Mayo Clinic. It had an opening the following Wednesday.
“The best stroke of luck,’’ Lucas said of getting an appointment for testing in just a few days, noting how amazing the Mayo Clinic was for her mother during a prior health issue. Lucas also talked about how amazing her husband has been through her battle.
"Nick accompanied me to every appointment and procedure,’’ Lucas said. “His unwavering love and support helped our family grow closer together as we fought through the storm. And my parents, like they always do, stepped up. They would take care of the kids while we traveled back and forth from Rochester. ‘’
Over five weeks at the Mayo Clinic, Lucas says all testing pointed to Stage 1 (T1N0M0).
“Stage 1,’’ Lucas said. “Amazing news. We got it early. I was feeling good about that.’’
It would be the last of the positive news on the health side for quite some time.
But on the side of life, however, people from all avenues shined brightly for Lucas, her husband and their two children. Kylie Lucas found family and friends going above and beyond and a workplace family that showered her – and all close to her – with love, compassion, humor, and care.
Rock Valley Physical Therapy – from close work associates to people Lucas did not know – stepped forward. Her Rock Valley family donated gift cards, Door Dash cards, shared paid time off hours, bought gifts – humorous and thoughtful – for her and her children, visited, shared hugs, and brought to life the coolest Christmas gift wrapping party – complete with the coolest hot chocolate bar ever for Lucas and her family.
Lucas’s workmates compassionately made light of a difficult situation by decorating her desk with a toy toilet, a unicorn and poop-like squish toys. And in true Rock Valley Physical Therapy fashion they assured Lucas – a dedicated therapist – all would be well, and they would be waiting – with open arms – when she returned.
“From the top down, Rock Valley Physical Therapy is an amazing, loving, caring group of people who simply went – and always go – above and beyond,’’ Lucas said of what is commonly referred to as “The Rock Valley Way.’’
“I had only been with Rock Valley a year – a great year I might add – and I did not have that much earned time,’’ Lucas continued. “And, oh my gosh, everyone came to show their love. I was able to support my family – my spouse and my children – from May until November with those PTO donations. That was absolutely huge. I was expecting a little, but nothing like that. My Rock Valley family – an amazing member of my tribe – never left our side. When you are part of Rock Valley, you are family. And you are taken care of. Rock Valley finds special people and keeps them.’’
On July 1, 2025, Lucas was slated to undergo a minimally invasive procedure, but it was stopped moments after it began.
“The surgeon got in there and noticed there were fingers of the tumor growing (unexpectedly, which complicated the original surgical plan),’’ Lucas shared. “He even brought another doctor in for a second opinion. He agreed and they stopped.’’
That left Lucas with five options for further treatment. She selected FOLFOX chemotherapy. The hope was to shrink the tumor and remove it with another minimally invasive surgery.
What followed was nearly five months – eight cycles – of chemotherapy that concluded on Black Friday in November – all done at the University of Iowa Hospitals and Clinics. It would be four hours of infusion on site and a pump at home after for 46 hours.
“My husband would disconnect my pump, and I would crash for a couple of days,’’ Lucas said of the beating her body took during chemotherapy. “Chemo’’ fatigue was real and it was hard.’’
What awaited was even harder.
Results of three days of testing in December of 2025 revealed the tumor had increased 10 times in size, and another tumor had begun growing. The second tumor had also spread to some lymph nodes.
The results changed Lucas's diagnosis from Stage 1 to Stage 3, forcing her and her husband to move to Rochester for treatment. She would undergo 25 grueling rounds of (proton beam) radiation at the Mayo Clinic.
“How does that happen?’’ Lucas said in regard to the tumor’s growth. “I asked that question and it is still hard to grasp that it (the tumor) grew. There was – and it happens sometimes – no explanation. It’s a research-and-evidence-based practice. The first surgery they say there’s a 5-to-10 percent chance it doesn't work. Well, I was in that less than 10 percent (group). They (her medical team) were just as shocked as we were.’’
During her first week of radiation, Lucas asked her oncologist if she could undergo an MRI to check her liver due to previous concerns during chemotherapy. From the MRI, a cancerous lesion on the liver was discovered, having spread from the original rectal tumor. In late January of 2026, Lucas's diagnosis was changed to Stage 4.
In February of 2026, a liver ablation was completed in the morning, and a radiation treatment was done that evening.
Lucas was at a life-altering crossroads. And like she did throughout her journey, she looked for positives.
She found one with Mayo Clinic’s Serenity House Network, where apartments and houses are available to families staying in Rochester for treatment. Housing options for much less than the cost of a hotel stay.
“At the time a three-bed, two-bath duplex was available,’’ Lucas said. “This allowed my parents to bring our kids up on weekends when I wasn’t able to travel. We had a home. It was away from home, but it was a home. We had dance parties and lots of nerf battles. We were brought bread from a local bakery and the kids – thanks to the Linus Project – were given homemade blankets. We could sit around a table and talk, eat and be a family.’’
On March 31, 2026, Lucas underwent an eight-hour surgical procedure. It included an abdominoperineal resection (APR) with a permanent colostomy.
Lucas’s two young children, standing firmly behind their mother, gave her stoma (a surgically created opening on the surface of the body that connects to an internal organ to allow waste to exit the body) a name – “Mr. Gary Bubbles,’’ and decorated her colostomy bags.
And before her (APR and permanent colostomy) surgery, Lucas – taking a page from The Chicks (formerly the Dixie Chicks) and with humor-based assistance from Nova and Kameron – named her tumor “Earl.’’
The (Dixie) Chicks’ mega-hit “Goodbye Earl’’ is about an abusive husband who is poisoned with black-eyed peas by his ex-wife Wanda and her best friend Mary-Ann after he violates a restraining order and puts Wanda in the hospital. The two friends then wrap his body in a blue tarp, dump it in the woods, and go on to open a roadside jam and ham stand.
The strength and maturity of Nova and Kameron Lucas was a bright and positive beacon throughout Kylie Lucas’s cancer journey. Both were gracious, showed amazing resolve, and were mature far beyond their years. They have been – and continue to be – wonderful sources of warmth, compassion, and humor for the entire family.
“My children are so well rounded that they will continue to be able to tackle what life throws at them,’’ Lucas said. “They watched my struggle, but they learned from watching people bring us food, showing us love and compassion. We have been transparent with them with everything and they have been amazing. I was asked a question about what I had been through by a student nurse and my kids shared my story – every detail – with her. It was amazing. They are wonderful human beings that will be able to tackle life.’’
In dealing with the many phases of struggle, the one constant with Lucas, her family and those around her, has been the ability to find humor. Naming her tumor, having a Barbie party (nothing anatomical after the APR), filling the trunk of a gorgeous 1969 Dodge Charger that belongs to friends Brandon and Carrie Burns with gifts and trinkets gathered and given along her journey, was meaningful, humorous and more importantly, healing for Lucas.
The upbeat kicker to the project was wrapping – in effigy – Earl in a blue tarp and – as a family – and rolling him down the hill to his disposal – all while being photographed by friend Marci Wolton (Marci Wolton Photography). That was the gold stamp for Lucas’s journey into remission.
“It (the trunk of the car) is filled with all my tribe’s love,’’ Lucas said of the photo shoot. “Blankets, books, journals, puzzles, cards, pictures, butterflies, gear to get me through treatment, Barbie, Mr. Gary Bubbles (a decorated colostomy bag), and the list goes on and on. I had no idea putting all those things together and, in the trunk, would be as healing as it was. It was fun, but it was important to say goodbye to Earl.’’
Today, despite a journey that would have broken most, Kylie Lucas is prepping for tomorrow, living life to its fullest. Back, working at something she is amazing at, bettering the lives of her patients, is playing an important – and healing – role.
"My perspective has changed now, having been a patient and undergone treatment,’’ Lucas said. “I feel that I am a stronger therapist now and can better empathize with those I am treating."
Lucas also knows there will be tests and scans on a regular basis but is ready for whatever comes her way.
“I love that there is some routine in my life,’’ Lucas said. “I couldn't drive for a year. I love that my kids get to see me thrive. I get to see my patients and I get to be back with my amazing co-workers. Mine is a lesson in early detection, seeking care sooner than later and to be an advocate for yourself. And to treasure every moment you have.’’
Ding Done, Earl is gone.
By: Johnny Marx, Rock Valley Storyteller
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