I’ve been extremely fortunate throughout my life. I was born with a strong, healthy body and strong constitution and I’m the guy who “never gets sick”.
I will admit that I rarely experiment with strange dishes when I travel which I know limits my experience.
However I had been feeling constipated quite a bit last year and about last June while I was visiting in Colorado and exploring all over the state I started having what felt like constipation cramps most of the time and felt very low energy and most of the time I just wanted to sleep.
Still I spent the summer exploring Colorado again, boondocking and camping free in National Forest mostly. I felt very short of breath but rationalized that that was because of the altitude and when hiking I was just getting older.
In any case I toughed it out and when I got back to Texas I just spent most of my time on my computer or just relaxing since I’ve already seen everything here in Texas I wanted to see.
Once again all I wanted to do was I wanted to sleep most of the time and was short of breath. Once again I rationalized it as just getting older.
I invested a lot of time on homework on the Yucatan and Playa del Carmen in Mexico and in March I took off on a trip there even though by then my shortness of breath meant in the airports I had to try and stay to the extreme right when walking to let people by and stop from time to time to get my breath back. I knew something was wrong but didn’t want to deal with it.
I could be wrong but my observations of other people going to the doctor is that they just gave them prescriptions for drugs. They took drugs for this which messed up that which meant they were taking more drugs for what was messed up by the other. I didn’t want to be put on some kind of drug which once started I would be locked in to having to take all the rest of my life. I have never taken drugs, neither legal nor illegal.
But I knew this time was different and that I would have to deal with it after my Playa trip.
So I tuffed it out on my Playa trip 100 to 150 feet at a time stopping to sit down or lean against something until I got my breath back.
In any cast it was a month after I got back from Playa when I just walked from my RV to my truck outside and had to stand holding the side of my truck a bit till I got my breath back before I could go back in, that I finally decided I would just have to go to the doctor and find out what the problem was.
I won’t go into the details here as my last 3 blogs cover the details but when I went to the clinic in Bryan to get checked out they found I was severely anemic with a hemoglobin level of 6 when it should be 14 – 18. This was causing my shortness of breath.
After getting a colonoscopy, I found out my low hemoglobin level was caused by a colon cancer the size of a hardball which was causing bleeding and so my body could not replace the oxygen carrying blood cells quick enough.
So they took me into surgery and took out my ascending colon and sewed my small intestine to the transverse colon. This took out the cancer and I was very fortunate as it was encapsulated and had not spread to my liver or lymph nodes.
My recovery was good and after getting out and taking Feosol iron tablets twice a day my hemoglobin level is back where it should be.
I feel GREAT and full of energy! I feel like I am 50 again! Once I get the financial cost bubble from the hospital bill dealt with I will probably head out up the Rockies for the summer. It’s too hot in Texas to do anything in summer.
The last time I saw my surgeon I thanked him for literally saving my life. : )