Just got back from seeing my uncle in the hospital. A couple weeks ago he had a little blood in his urine, so he went to his GP. The GP put him through the usual battery of tests, including a CT of his belly.
They couldn't find any reason for the blood in the urine. What they did find was a "large mass" in his belly.
He had the surgery a couple days ago. They removed a foot of his colon. The biopsy shows it is cancer, and it is malignant.
This man is 63 years old but you wouldn't know it by looks or by the way he acts. He plays golf nearly daily, goes skydiving, underwater snorkeling, plays and coaches softball. For my entire life I can remember he has always been the healthy, happy person. He's always been my "favorite" uncle, probably because when he was 15 and I was 2 or 3 he babysat me, and has always been special to me. Even in the hospital today he was smiling and joking around. He had my aunt sneak KFC into his room, and was hinting he wanted someone to go raid his refrigerator and sneak him some desserts.
I'm in shock. And scared.
Please, prayers for him to continue his great life for another few decades would be appreciated. The world will lose a good one when his train finally leaves the station.