Saturday, January 7, 2017

HBA06: Sam's Reaction

As I take a look back at the past year, it feels as though I’ve been living in a fairy tale. I got a teaching job in my hometown, I moved in with my boyfriend, Drew, we got a dog, and just recently got engaged. I began my second year of teaching in my new school, and everything was going great. Then one evening I received a text from Justin that we needed to talk about something serious. While it isn’t rare that we talk about serious things, it’s always a big deal when a conversation starts that way. He told me he found a lump that hadn’t been there before and he was really worried. Now, for those of you who know Justin, it’s very rare that he’s actually worried about much, so this was a big red flag for me. We talked through it, and I of course nagged him about not seeing the doctor sooner while we jokingly tried to play it off like it wasn’t a big deal.

I impatiently waited for results, to of course find out that there needed to be an ultrasound (which wasn’t being scheduled nearly fast enough for me). Ultrasound results came back and yet another step stood in the way of getting a real answer. By this point, I was panicking!! I’m also pretty sure I was the most annoying person in the world constantly wanting an update and demanding to know why the doctors weren’t making things happen sooner. Waiting patiently is not a strong point of mine and time seemed to be flying by without enough answers and results.

Finally, one week after his first text, I received the worst text I have ever gotten in my life. “It’s cancer. They have to remove it.” That quickly, my fairy tale was over. Everything felt like it came to a sudden stop and nothing felt real. I read over the text again and again and double-checked that I was texting the right person. No matter how many times I read over it, the text was the same. How could this be happening? My best friend has cancer. The guy I made it through student teaching, moving to a new state, and the first year of teaching with has cancer. We’re 25 and not nearly old enough to have cancer, yet he has cancer. This can’t be happening. I launched into a million questions wanting to know what the next steps were, how soon until anything happened, what are the chances of survival, and so on.

Two days later, he had surgery. I waited impatiently (yet again) to hear how he was doing from Mallory. After what felt like an eternity, she texted saying he was out of surgery, it went well, and the doctors were pleased with how it went. A few hours later, Justin texted me that he was awake. Again we played a waiting game of finding out the results of the biopsy. Finally, he got the official results: it was cancer. About a week later, he discovered it had spread to his lymph nodes and he would need chemo. As if it wasn’t bad enough that he had cancer, he had aggressive cancer and would need intense chemo to help get rid of it.

So his treatment has started, and in true Justin fashion, he took to social media to share his fight. I’ve never known Justin to take any sort of setback without a fight, and now he is helping other people to prevent this terrible disease. While this whole process has been an up and down struggle, I’m happy to say that my sarcastic, inappropriate, and very crude best friend has not lost the things that have always made him Justin (other than his hair, but we don’t talk about that). I hope to continue this fight with him as he overcomes all of the obstacles that cancer has presented him. And kudos to Mallory for taking care of him and putting up with Justin just being Justin!

Sam and I did our student teaching together. Soon after graduation, we both happened to get jobs in the same town, so we decided to live together. Although she moved back to PA (which had nothing to do with living with me), we still have remained very close over the years. 


Testicular cancer isn’t just affecting me; it’s affecting those closest to me. Every Saturday, one of my friends or family members will be sharing about their reactions to my diagnosis.  I hope these posts serve as a reminder to talk to the men in your life about performing regular self-checks and their health in general. Together, we can lessen the impact of testicular cancer. Check out Healthy But Aware posts here

4 comments:

  1. My situation was quite similar to yours. I met my husband when I was 17 years of age, I am now 37. He is my best friend. One day he had went to the hospital under the impression that he had hernia. When I received the phone call from him I was told he wouldn't be getting out anytime soon. He had a huge tumor in his left testicle that was indeed cancer in which was at a stage 3 and metastasized to his lungs. He lost part of his left lung due to the cancer spreading. I was so beside myself married with 2 children, and the thought of my children losing their father was devastating. I just didn't know how to overcome the pain I was feeling and he stayed so strong. Eventually I started doing my homework. I explored every piece of information I could find out on this particular cancer. He went through (2) 6 month sessions of chemo therapy. All in all it lasted a year. I needed to get my best friend and husband healthy again, I started giving him baking sofa with molasses in water 2 times a day to get his alkaline level up. I went to the pharmacy to order the ph level sticks. We began testing his urine with the sticks the level was kept at a great ph level to maintain and help aid in the fight against his cancer, well we then went back to the doctor for a regular routine blood check, and no trace of the cancer cells they were gone. I am so excited to share this information with everyone who can try this. My husband was diagnosed in 2012 and is still cancer free. I have also continued to put organic turmeric in just about everything we both eat. He feels great. Your Fiancé seems like a great positive person, and with the love and support from you and family members he will best this nasty disease. I'm sorry that you have to go through this pain but he will get by! Try to look up the recipe on line under the poor mans treatment for cancer, I know it sounds weird but believe me this is beneficial, but the doctors won't agree or they wouldn't be in business. Hang in there you wil get by this trying time in your life and you will come back stronger than before!!!

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  2. Over 25 years ago I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Stay positive throughout...is the best advice. Rarely did anyone survive that, but being positive that you have a purpose in life will keep you going.

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