Have you ever heard a guy say he'd give his left (fill in the blank; not arm, but south of there; yeah, that) for something?
About a month ago, a good friend of mine told me about some physical pain he'd be experiencing for about a month or so. He didn't think much about it but he finally went to his doctor. He said when he told the doctor how long he'd noticed the pain, the doctor seemed concerned. A week later he found out he had testicular cancer.
Phill has joked alot about it. He'd purchased a midlife crisis car, one with a rag top, just weeks before all of this stuff started. He told me he'd always said he'd give his left (again, not arm) for a convertible. He laughed and said he guesses he shouldn't have said that.
Surgery went well and he had a follow-up with an oncologist earlier this week. The doctor told him that the cancer has spread into the lymph nodes in his back. Phill begins nine weeks of chemotherapy next month. For three of the nine weeks, he'll go through five straight days of chemo for 6 1/2 hours each day.
Phill is very optimistic and upbeat. The doctors say this type of cancer has a 90% cure rate. Keep him in your prayers.....