February 2004.
My son Jeff and I scouted out a site to build a "grow-out" pond. When we returned to the house I peeded a blood clot the size of a ping-pong ball - bladder cancer.
The following six years, beginning with surgeries, failed chemo, sucessful chemo - many invasive tests, I was pronounced cancer free.
Once a week I that I was able I was on our pond, giving thanks to God for ONE MORE DAY.
Exactly this date three years ago, I began chemo and radiation for rectal cancer - three months later, major surgery to remove tumor and bypass lower bowel - three months later, major surgery to put things back together again. So far so good - cancer free.
Each day that I could not fish, my therapy was in my back yard with my practice fly rod.
Strong faith in God, strong support from family and friends, and a positive attitude with NO tolerance for self pity, was my recovery program.
In every life, �a little rain must fall�.
Life is good, live each day to the fullest - �take time to smell the roses�!
Thanks for this thread,
George
