Well, I never thought I would be doing something like this at 47 years old. Three months ago, I noticed a mass on my pelvic bone. Then it was masses in my lungs and liver as well. Today is the day I learned I have Malignant Rectum Melona. I also learned new words:
Rare form of cancer
Aggressive
Grave Prognosis
How do you even begin to process that news? I am supposed to be excited expecting my first grandbaby in July. Instead, I get handed a potential death sentence. What do you do when all the years you thought you had left is ripped from hands?
One thing for sure the devil picked the wrong person to tangle with. I will not go without a hell of a fight. I will fight for every extra day, hour, and minute I can. I have never backed down from a fight and today is no different.
I am asking for donations for medical copays, bills, and moving expenses as I need to move closer to my daughter’s base as she will be taking care of me. Also, closer to my aunt who is bravely fighting her own cancer battle. I am applying for everything as I am uninsured and using a pay scale clinic I would like to pay off for their hard work getting me diagnosed. I know it is hard out here for everyone and anything would go a long way. To my friends and family who gearing up to help me thank you. You are the light in the dark.
Cancer Sucks