In January of 2014, I had a cough that would not go away. My doctor gave me antibiotics. They did not work. Went back to the doctor, more antibiotics, and they didn't work. I sort of let things slide until June and told the doctor I thought I had lung cancer and wanted a CT scan. He did order it and the next day, had it, and the results were horrific. My doctor called me at home and we went right to try and diagnose my problem. Had two needle biopsies, two bronchoscopies. Four pulmonary doctors later, still no sign of cancer. Meanwhile the CT scans are getting worse, so in May of this year, I had a right upper lobectomy and cancer was found. I was told I had stage 1A, cancer. Now in August I am a stage 4 and have a few months to live. It is in my bones, liver, lymph nodes and left lung. Two small lesions have been found in my brain. I have started chemo and we will see what happens. I do not feel too bad and can't say I am suffering. I quit smoking 10 years ago and with Gods help I will use my life as an example. I am so sorry I ever started smoking. It does come back to haunt you at a later time in your life. I wish everyone with cancer, peace.
