I never thought I would get cancer. I was healthy as a horse. II returned from a trip to Africa for our anniversary and my stomach hurt. The doctor said I had probably picked up a parasite, but I didn’t think he was right. Three months went by and he sent me to a specialist. Two words I never wanted to hear, Pancreatic Cancer.
This cancer has a very low survival rate and the doctor said it was stage 3. Not very encouraging news. My wife wouldn’t give up, she looked for every experimental treatment that existed. I smoked marijuana, had acupuncture and a really icky diet. I know I am going to die. I wish she did.