It all started late in the fall of 2009, I was getting exhausted, lethargic, working a few extra shifts at work and didn’t think much of it. Then on my January 26th, 2010 at my regular 4 month physical my doctor was palpating on my stomach on the right side and asked if this hurt. I said yes when she pushed on, but otherwise no. I had some discomfort, but heck I am old and fat. Well she said I was portably just full of crap and but sent me to get an Ultra-sound on Jan 28 any how. Went to see my liver specialist on Feb 3rd, but didn’t have any results yet. He felt on and didn’t find and thing. Then got the results, she didn’t say any thing, but I knew I wasn't pregnant. So then it is off to get a CAT scan on February 8th. Didn’t have a good reaction to the dye, but made it through with a little pain and irritability. The doctors saw something, but didn’t tell us what. So then they sent me to get a colonoscopy on Mar 2nd & 3rd. That doctor then they told us that I had a tumor in the upper portion of my colon and they wanted to do surgery. That's when I told everyone about the cancer. Now this upset my female off springs for not telling them sooner and they came up with rule that we couldn’t go to the doctor without a responsible person along. Because I won’t tell them anything and Debi will some times forgets to tell them some things.
Then two days later, doctors change their minds and said we were going to treat it first with chemo. After we had all ready set up the surgery and I had dreams of growing great beard, since I was going to be off for five to six weeks,
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