“At first it seemed like a cyst was forming on my chest but I didn’t immediately get it checked out. A surgeon said it could be a cyst, someone else said it could be a lipoma. Being a fresh graduate studying for his boards, I didn’t have medical insurance. Everyone had their own ideas as to what it could and couldn’t be. It wasn’t until I finally was able to get insurance through the long wait California has for those applying for MediCal that I finally was on track to getting treated. This is where the journey began- me being sent back and forth from dermatologists to general surgeons and finally landing in oncology, where their fears of what it could be turned out to be true. It was a cancer growing rapidly on my chest.
I can honestly say I had 2 moments of fear throughout this experience: first when the oncologist saw me and told me what I had, and second when plastic surgery explained to me the worst case scenario. Although I was in shock for a minute, giving my anxiety and prayers to God in that second brought me back to reality. After and before that I had already been blessed by countless messages and prayers. These have been the sole reason I’ve been my normal, happy self, because I know I have an army of prayers following right behind the Big Awesome Dude up above. I’m just super eager and ready to start the rehab of this process and see how my body heals after removing a chunk of my chest!”