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Found out last May that I had rectal cancer. Did manage to go fishing over on the upper Owens 2 weeks before surgery. Did pretty good. Figured I'd better get in one 'last' fishing trip (when they roll ya under them big lights and the anetheseologist(sp) leans ove and says 'are ya ready to go to sleep', well, ya just never know!). Anyway, I woke up 4 hours later, about 5-6 pounds lighter (doc removed 10 or so inches of the lower plumbing, cremated it, and rerouted the rest) and in a haze that lasted 2 days (The 2nd day in hospital, I reminded my wife that we should barbeque them Moose steaks we had in the freezer--don't know where that came from, never had any Moose steaks in the freezer; those drugs they give ya do some funny things). Anyway, spent 3 days in the hospital, and 4 weeks on sick leave, and now I'm back at work. Prognosis is good--it was a T2 tumor (scale T1-T4, T4 the worst; simply removed--never had any Cemo or radiation, phewww). Hope ya all had a good fishin season.
Bob Huelman
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