Got some inspiring news late Friday.
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BobbyG
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Art,
OMG, I got a kick out of this and the image that comes to mind is an early version of Cheech & Chong.....:laughing: :laughing: :laughing:
Flash Gordon
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Not long winded at all. Thanks for letting us know. I will be praying for you and your doctors
Hopefully someone will see this thread in your area that can hook you up with some weed if it comes to that point
Mike Phillips
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Stay positive Tim and we'll keep you in our prayers.....
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57BORNTORUN
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Thanks but I hope it does`nt come to this as I have`nt smoked in over 25 years.I would probably be the most paranoid guy on earth.
Flash Gordon
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I hope it doesn't either. I don't condone the use of weed unless it is medically needed. No doubt it is a gateway drug to the recreational user
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Well if Tim has to end up using the medical stuff that's what came to my mind lol. I am not for or against the legal use. However, good thing it's not my choice to use. Im the MAN
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Thats too funny, Art.I always loved the Chech and Chong movies.It`s too bad they could`nt stand each other during the filming of there movies or there probably could have been more.Stay strong!
here is a humorous picture to lighten up the mood and hopefully put a smile on your face.
and if anything move to Los Angeles, everything seems to be legal here :dblthumb2:
and again
Stay Strong,
Art
Scott@IncrediblyDetailed
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I'd consider looking into Acupuncture as well.
Keep your head up.
Keep your head up.
cardaddy
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Tim I am certainly as shocked as you are, we are all "coming of the age" brother. I didn't get that ol', "digital exam" the first time till well after I was 50, even though they tell us to start at 45.
I've had those cameras, (although more for a duodenal ulcer that's taken me to the ER 3 times in the last 10~12 years). Not fun! But better than the alternative.
I'm not from a particular geographical area that's all about cancer, but my Mother and Father passed from it. That'll (according to the docs) make me more genetically predisposed than the next guy.
I've got a story though about the whole losing of the hair thing.
When my Mother was diagnosed she was stage 4 adenocarcinoma in her right lung, and it'd already metastasised into her lymph nodes all over, with the largest 'node' being a golf ball size mass in her neck. (She was a heavy woman, so it didn't stick out, but she'd been hiding it, worrying about it, for a while.)
Her chances of surviving more than 6 weeks were .8%!
But the real story is that Mom was a hairstylist. They started opening hair salons in 1969~1970, eventually had 3 around town. So to my MOM.... nothing NOTHING was more important than her hair. She walked very closely with God and was prepared to go then and there. But losing her hair just wasn't an option.
At first she didn't want to do any treatments, no chemo, no radiation. After a heart to heart, she called me and told me she'd go for it, but ONLY if she could do it on her terms. Those terms were that she drive herself, to chemo (10 minutes) and to radiation (which was downtown.... a 45 minute trip on a GOOD day).
So I went over one day, took a wig that I'd bought from the American Cancer Society, plopped it on the kitchen table, grabbed a pair of shears and told her "lets shave our heads". We'll both be bald TOGETHER.
But you know what? She did 6 of 7 chemo treatments, drove herself. :xyxthumbs: She did 35 of 37 radiation treatments, had 2nd and 3rd degree burns, and DROVE HERSELF 33 times! :dblthumb2:
But you know what?
She did NOT lose her hair! (Short of a half dollar sized spot behind her ear, nothing else.) The doc's had no explanation, said they'd never seen anything like it. Those 6 weeks passed, then 6 months, then 12, then another 12, then next thing.... it was more than 3 years later. This time the docs were TOTALLY bamboozled, said they didn't even know how or WHY she was still there. The thing is.... my Mother knew, she knew EXACTLY (not why) but HOW she was still there.
Matthew 17:20
He replied, "Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."
The day her oncologist told her that he didn't have any answers. That everything they had, all the books, all the learning, all the test results, everything in black and white.... and ALL OF IT told them that she wouldn't have made it, 6 weeks, maybe (with treatment) 6 months. That day... the oncologist cried! When I told his nurse that we'd had a 'moment', and that he had broken down (albeit just a little) she told me that he'd just found out that someone in his own family had cancer.
I told her then, Matthew 17:20. That HE was looking for a mustard seed of his own. Mom knew it, she just held his hand and smiled.
We had her 3 years 5 months. June 21st we lost her, 3 years later to the day my Dad passed.
Lot of good people here, good thought, good prayers. Hang in there dude, it'll be what we are brought here to endure.
I've had those cameras, (although more for a duodenal ulcer that's taken me to the ER 3 times in the last 10~12 years). Not fun! But better than the alternative.
I'm not from a particular geographical area that's all about cancer, but my Mother and Father passed from it. That'll (according to the docs) make me more genetically predisposed than the next guy.
I've got a story though about the whole losing of the hair thing.
When my Mother was diagnosed she was stage 4 adenocarcinoma in her right lung, and it'd already metastasised into her lymph nodes all over, with the largest 'node' being a golf ball size mass in her neck. (She was a heavy woman, so it didn't stick out, but she'd been hiding it, worrying about it, for a while.)
Her chances of surviving more than 6 weeks were .8%!
But the real story is that Mom was a hairstylist. They started opening hair salons in 1969~1970, eventually had 3 around town. So to my MOM.... nothing NOTHING was more important than her hair. She walked very closely with God and was prepared to go then and there. But losing her hair just wasn't an option.
At first she didn't want to do any treatments, no chemo, no radiation. After a heart to heart, she called me and told me she'd go for it, but ONLY if she could do it on her terms. Those terms were that she drive herself, to chemo (10 minutes) and to radiation (which was downtown.... a 45 minute trip on a GOOD day).
So I went over one day, took a wig that I'd bought from the American Cancer Society, plopped it on the kitchen table, grabbed a pair of shears and told her "lets shave our heads". We'll both be bald TOGETHER.
But you know what? She did 6 of 7 chemo treatments, drove herself. :xyxthumbs: She did 35 of 37 radiation treatments, had 2nd and 3rd degree burns, and DROVE HERSELF 33 times! :dblthumb2:
But you know what?
She did NOT lose her hair! (Short of a half dollar sized spot behind her ear, nothing else.) The doc's had no explanation, said they'd never seen anything like it. Those 6 weeks passed, then 6 months, then 12, then another 12, then next thing.... it was more than 3 years later. This time the docs were TOTALLY bamboozled, said they didn't even know how or WHY she was still there. The thing is.... my Mother knew, she knew EXACTLY (not why) but HOW she was still there.
Matthew 17:20
He replied, "Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."
The day her oncologist told her that he didn't have any answers. That everything they had, all the books, all the learning, all the test results, everything in black and white.... and ALL OF IT told them that she wouldn't have made it, 6 weeks, maybe (with treatment) 6 months. That day... the oncologist cried! When I told his nurse that we'd had a 'moment', and that he had broken down (albeit just a little) she told me that he'd just found out that someone in his own family had cancer.
I told her then, Matthew 17:20. That HE was looking for a mustard seed of his own. Mom knew it, she just held his hand and smiled.
We had her 3 years 5 months. June 21st we lost her, 3 years later to the day my Dad passed.
Lot of good people here, good thought, good prayers. Hang in there dude, it'll be what we are brought here to endure.