TRUE STORY
A MIRICLE IN MY YOUTH
This true story is a real sucker that’s for sure and I say this because I deal with this every day in my business. I have also know friends and relatives of friends that have lost their lives with this thing that I beat. It kind of saddens me that I could beat this and they couldn’t.
Well any way is was the year 1995 and we were over at moms house having a BBQ my brother Spook, Tom and Mitch. Ever since the days of my dad sky diving we have loved the hot links and man whenever we get together mom would make hot links and it was awesome. Well the party was over after many hours of laughter, we always had such fun. Mom has had several strokes since then and that is a real sad story in its self. I will get to that one story at a later date.
Well the party was over so I drove home and laid down to get some sleep because I had to clean some theaters that night and I wanted to be rested because I had some employees call out sick so my work load was going to be astronomical.
After being asleep for about 2 hours I was awoken by some real bad gut pains it was like the worst gas pains that anyone could have. It was so bad that I had to go to the emergency room. Of course they don’t know whats wrong so they give me some damn Benadryl and a few hours later they cut me lose to go home. Now I thought nothing of it and went to work groggy as hell and got the job done. In 1996 it happened to me again 3 more times and it was the same thing Benadryl and sent home.
In 1997 I went to the emergency room 6 times from the months of January to august and my wife at the time had enough and sfter firing our family doctor she drug my ass in to a gastroenterologist basically it’s a butt doctor intestinal anal doctor. Anyway she dragged my butt in there and we sat down for a consult and he asked me a few questions one of which were, when was the last time I had a bowl movement.
Well after thinking about it for a bit, I told him I think its been about a week. His jaw dropped as did my wifes and he swallowed real hard and said I don’t want to scare you but I think you may have cancer. My wife at the time started crying and I did not know how to feel. All I knew is that god did not save me from all those time I should have died to let me die from this bull shit.
I told this to the wife and tried to calm her. After some calming the doctor said to me that he wanted to do a colonoscopy as soon as possible. I asked him how soon and he said Friday it was Wednesday at the time and I said ok what do I do he then gave me instructions on how to clean my bowels and I followed them to the T.
Friday rolled along and we went to the doctor, and let me tell you it’s no fun having you r intestines blown up with air. I think that was one of the only things I remember while being on that Vercet Because it was so painful. Well he was guiding his way through my large intestine and there it was a freakin tumor the size of a large grapefruit or a man’s brain as it were.
That would be the other thing I remember. It was like some alien looking thing all bloody and nasty looking. After this was over my sister DeeDee put me in contact with one of the best colorectal surgeons in the world because she cared that much. an appointment was set up for that following Monday to remove the tumor. When we arrived at the hospital the doctor asked me if there was anything I needed and my wife at the time started crying again.
You see the cancer was stage three just about to spawn into the lymph nodes and liver if this happens I’m dead for sure. So the doctors rushed me through all this stuff as fast as they could to try and catch it all before it spread.
Well they went in and ended up not only taking out the monster tumor but they also removed 3 foot of my large intestine. Now I had pretty long hair before the surgery and because they said that I would be going through intense chemotherapy after surgery.
I went ahead and shaved my head. And when I got out of surgery and kind of woke up a little and my room was full of people I mean friends and relitives I had not seen in many years. Man did I ever feel loved.
Then I pushed the morphine button and fell back to sleep. It seems as if everyone thought I had brain cancer because I was bald. It was kind of funny. But I was still not out of the water yet so to speak.
After about two weeks I was taken to an oncologist to start my treatments and let me tell you it’s no damn fun sitting in a chair for 3 or 4 hours having this poison pumped into your veins. Every single week for a damn year I lost so much weight and I was sick all the time and still had to go to work.
Now here it is 2012 and im still here. Thank you lord I say once again.
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