Glad you're still with us, Tom.Get checked. I had a few when I was about 50, and nothing showed. Then I started having problems a few years after I married Lori. I'd just pass out at work, grateful that some big guys would catch me before my head hit the concrete.
Finally a female German resident doctor told me that something was wrong and she was going to find out.
The doctor that did the colonoscopy said that he found something, but wouldn't say what. When I got back to my room there was a doctor there that I had never seen before. I said hello and asked what was going on, as he had a lab coat that said "oncology" on it. He snapped at me and said he was going to ask the questions. I politely told him to take a hike, as I was paying the bill and was not going to be treated as a child.
They sent me another doctor who was a lot more personable. He also took out most of my colon.
A year later the same guy that gave me my last colonoscopy gave me another. He said that he couldn't see anything on the inside but noticed bumps on the outside, and said that there was nothing more that could be done for me.
My buddy called me and mentioned the Cancer Treatment Centers of America, and there is one in Newnan, about 85 miles away. So I called. They said that if I didn't have lung cancer they could do something, but if I had lung cancer, well, get my affairs in order.
The biopsy showed no lung cancer so they'd prep me and whatever. The prep took about two months, but most of it was here at the house.
The day the president was inaugurated was when my surgery was done.
They took out a bit more large and small intestine, and then that was really it, they couldn't take out anymore.
Other than almost dying from internal bleeding I did pretty well, except when I told the nurse that I felt bad. He said that after what I just went through I should feel bad. I said no, I feel bad, turned my head and puked blood clear across the room and onto the wall. So they had to cauterize my stomach.
A power port was put into my left shoulder, as I insisted because if I lived I'd like to shoot a rifle again.
Then the chemo....We were offered a deal if I would take experimental chemo, the hospital would not charge for it and would pay my BC/ BS payments.
I asked if the chemo would ( hopefully) make me bald, but no such luck.
I'm still kicking, although not as high as I used to. And get tired pretty fast, as well as having a side effect from not having enough innards to digest the food properly. But the only meds I'm taking are something to slow the green apple quick step, and my epelepsy meds.
All the preceding babbling to saw this.....
Let the guy shove the camera up in the nether area. It will give you a whole new meaning of the term UP YOURS !