I am a healthy 45 year old mom of 5. In January 2015 I gave birth to our youngest child. After a perfectly healthy pregnancy and delivery I suffered with hemorroids. No one wants to deal with those! Finally in December of 2015 I went to the doctor to get some medicine. After waiting for 2 hours with an 11 month old, she skipped the scope and just prescribed me some cream. She also ordered one of those mail in , do it yourself boxes to see if you have cancer. Of course I stuck it in the closet and avoided looking at it.
In May of 2016 we relocated from Northern Virginia to Michigan for my husbands job. In July I couldn’t deal with the hemorroids any more and went to a specialist and had them banded. WOW! That was the worst pain in the world. After that I never got better. Actually I got much worse! I was sick at my stomach all the time and lived on crackers and diet cranberry juice. Then the pain started. My doctors all revolt when I describe the pain as having a broomstick stuck up your hind end. It sounds graffic, but it gets their attention. I make it clear I am just guessing how this must feel!
In November 2016 I started having non stop diarrhea. Nice. Then the explosive bowels and leakage started. I thought I would never be able to wear white again. This finally got me to schedule a colonoscopy. A couple weeks before the appointment I had such horrible pain I thought I was going to have to go to the emergency room. I took 800 mg of Advil and told my oldest if I wasn’t better in an hour he would have to drive me. Of course the pain went away.
On April 20 I started the prep for the procedure. I was worried because I wasn’t in the bathroom like everyone describes. My stomach was so bloated. When they got in there they saw the two tumors and realized I had a serious blockage. When I woke up my husband was rubbing my back and looked horrible. I asked what was wrong and he told me it was bad. I had cancer. I didn’t cry. I was just in horrible shock.
And so the journey began.