My husband’s father died of stomach cancer. His sister died of colon cancer – was diagnosed in March of 2004 and died September 4, 2004 – it was aggressive and fast growing – she was 52.
After much nagging and bitching on my part, my husband finally got his colonoscopy. The doctor said it was good that he came so early (he’s 41). They removed 12 polyps. Polyps are mostly benign – but this scares me. Two of Jim’s siblings had colonscopies – no polyps. Mary Ellen (the sister who died) had polyps. I’m worried. We’ll know next week.
I hope the big guy’s ok, too! At least they didn’t find Osama right?
No, but Jim said this guy was so thorough he found a matchbox car he lost in 1970.
He’s been singing colon/polyp songs all weekend…as soon as I know he’s fine – I’m going to wring his neck.
“A million to one shot, doc, a million to one!”