Who could imagine life with an @$$hole??? I couldn’t…until I was diagnosed with rectal cancer in June of 2009. The clinic where I had the colonoscopy done is where my primary care doc is located and she referred me to the colorectal center to have it done. I just when in for a routine checkup (they recommend getting one when you reach 50…I was a bit late)…no symptoms, no nothing. I woke up during the colonoscopy, very briefly, to see a polyp on the screen. Little did I know that polyp was my enemy, and I think I woke up so I could look it in the face, so to speak (just google a polyp and draw a face on it in your mind). The diagnosis was rectal cancer, and the surgeon called me on the phone to tell me of the diagnosis. I wasn’t too happy with that, and went for a second opinion to Mass General, where I had the most amazing, kind and considerate surgeon, Dr. David Berger. He confirmed the initial diagnosis (kindly, gently, in person) and ultimately he had to surgically remove part of the colon, the rectum, the anus and all the muscles in that area. Knock on wood, I’ve been free of cancer since the surgery.
ps. aren’t you glad I used Wolf’s for an example rather than mine?!