Mar 11, 2014 - 9:21 am
I think? 3 years ago today I finished my workout and had a good 2.5-3 mile run. I have exercised regularly since a teenager. I've run for over thirty years. (and are my legs tired!) Anyway, I had decided to approach my 60's by trying to reach a peak in my fitness. My mission statement was that when I died, I wanted to be in the best shape of my life. I told people that often. So, anywho, that afternoon I told my wife that I felt AWESOME!! I told her that I was feeling like I was in my 30's again. Incredible! I remember it well.
Well,......that night I was doubled over in pain. Peeing blood like crazy. Scared me good. I made it to daylight and in the ER, I got the diagnosis. Kidney tumor. I had to be admitted for pain control and had my nephrectomy a couple days later. No waiting around for me. It happened fast. Little time to dwell on it. If you got to do it, that is the way. But I digress. as usual.
So I guess tonite is pizza and beer night. I'm not sure a celebration is in order. But to hell with it. Probably more importantly, it is 2 years this month that I was told would be my demise. Too advanced to treat. "Nothing is effective" I was told. (Jack, this was my "quickening.") And here I am. No longer in the best shape of my life but in real good shape. Heck March is kinda special. I also turn 62 in a couple weeks.
Damn! life is good!
There are more answers out there than ever for kidney cancer. Be your own advocate and persue them.