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Hi my name is Micheal rose and here is my weird but true story of how I've been battling cancer for over a decade ..particularly EWING'S SARCOMA because that's my official diagnosis.

Misdiagnosed

It all started in 2011 when I went to the doctor because of a pain I felt in my chest ..I was about 22 at the time and cancer was nowhere near my mind for what could be causing the pain ..the doctor ordered a X-ray and sure enough the she said "there is indeed something wrong ,but to get a better look a further test must be done" and so she wrote me a referral to do a CT-scan . The scan was done and the results read that there was a small nodule in my chest... the doctor said I would be fine because it appeared to be a benign bone tumor called ostechondroma and it wouldn't grow any further so no further treatment was necessary.. I was sent home feeling at ease ..but little did I know that that doctor paved the way for the hardest battles I would ever fight in my entire life ..

I went home and continued my life feeling rather healthy ..the pain was still there but the doctor's reassurance that it was nothing to worry about quelled my concerns ..fast forward to the year 2016 where the pain became worse enough for me to see another doctor about it and again I was told it can't be anything like cancer because if it was I would be dead already they said...but after a few attempts and disappointments I finally got a doctor to write me a referral to get me some help at a hospital ...unfortunately for me this hospital was in Kingston far away from where I lived and to make matters worse I was alone and had no support at the time and didn't have any knowledge of the location and area. But that didn't stop me , I eventually found my way to Kingston in 2017 at the hospital I was referred and with nothing but a piece of paper I went to seek help.. doctor's examined me and ordered another CT scan to be done and also new x-rays for the chest I was given an appointment to come back with the results so off I went to do the impossible..I say impossible became at the time I was broke and alone and depressed . The only thing that was going through my mind at the time was where I was going to get the money from to do all these tests let alone travel back and forth from Kingston to st.ann .. I went home and gave up and referred back the words of all those doctor's that said if it was cancer I would be dead already and it's nothing to worry about .. I took comfort in those words and decided they must be right because it couldn't possibly be cancer ..maybe it was something else. I went about my life and for a few months I was ok , the pain was there but it was on and off ..I just took pain killers and went back at it again. But the more months passed the pain got worse, soon enough the pain had reached a level where I struggled to cope and pain killers did almost nothing to help ... by 2018 I realized a lump now visible outside my chest this lump grew very fast . In only a couple months it became the size of a orange see picture for reference

And ast it grew the pain got worse ... I was in pain for almost a year ... but with well needed assistance from my workplace "Moon palace foundation jamica " I was able to go back to Kingston at the hospital in 2019 where they examined the lump and ordered a biopsy and with further help from the foundation I was able to pay for the biopsy and have it sent to be tested at a lab in Miami Florida. 2 weeks later I got the results ..the doctor called me and confirmed I had Ewing sarcoma

I was devastated and shocked... I couldn't belive what I was hearing ...never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I had cancer ...but now everything began to make sense the pain, the loss of weight, the loss of appetite, the massive grapefruit size tumor that at that time had already made its way into my lung and the soft tissue in my chest wall and muscle.. I couldn't belive it .. how can I have cancer I kept saying to my self ..how was I able to survive this long , this must be a joke , maybe the results were wrong maybe its a mistake. But no matter what I told myself the reality was that somehow during all those years that little nodule that doctors said was nothing actually turned into cancer ..but at what point of my life did this life changing evolution take place? my mind was racing my heart was pounding .. official diagnosis was on May the 14th 2019 ..

I went back to the hospital in Kingston to discuss my options with the doctors .. i was told that surgery was the obvious action to take ..a date was set for surgery and I was given an appointment to come back the following week but my surgery didn't happen until June 2019 this huge delay caused alot of stress and gave the tumor more time to grow ..each time the surgeons would make a date for surgery they would reschedule and put it off .. and this happened a couple times

Then at one point the head surgeon left the country and I had to wait until he returned

Eventually the surgery was done and the tumor along with some ribs , chest mustle , infected tissue and a part of the lung was removed...bone cement was used to reconstruct the area