Mar 27, 2004 - 11:47 am
Seventeen years old, captain of the football team, a fantastic girlfriend, and a ton of friends. I woke up one morning throwing up, passing out, and disorientated. Next thing I knew, I opened my eyes and I was looking at a bright white light. I thought I was standing at the gates of heaven. Turns out I couldn't see the rest of the room due to vision loss from a brain operation and all I saw was the light in the room. I rolled over and saw my heart monitor. I thought to myself "ok, I'm in the hospital and something bad must have happened." I watched my heart monitor beep away and then FLAT LINE. "Alright, flat line, so someone will come over and put the jumper cables on my chest." A nurse rolled me over and put the monitor patch back on my chest that had fallen off when I first rolled over. Ha Ha. My mother came over and asked if I was ok. I asked what happened and she told me that I had cancer and had had a brain operation. I asked "am I going to die?" Mom said "no." I said "I'll do whatever it takes" as a tear rolled down my right cheek. It was choreo carcinoma that spread to my lungs and brain causing a blood clot the size of an orange. My Beta-HCG count was 120,000.Mom and Dad did not tell me that I had a four percent chance to live until my last round of chemo. From word go I kept a positive attitude. Through that attitude, great friends, family, and doctors and my faith in God, I am ten years cancer free, live a happy life, and am a successful teacher.