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It was muscle pains. felt like a burning sensation. Working out helped. getting my muscles nice warmed up by lifting weights or similar.
Another thing I had noticed was the fact that I was getting out of shape. I had started running with a friend and we completed an official run of 13.x kilometers at around the same time. We then trained for a half marathon, and I realized that even though I tried to follow his curve of getting in better running shape, I could not keep up.
So yes, I ran a half marathon with a giant tumor in my lung. I was close to giving up after 15 kilometers, but after eating and walking some, I completed the race. about 3 months later I ended up at the hospital.
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People often ask me something like "So did you get any tattoos or something after those crazy things?", and I mostly answer something like "you know, I have 5 scars on my body from last year, I think thats enough"..... buuuuut.... I hereby make a sweeping statement. I will get that tattoo mr. or miss L147. I promise and I will take a picture of it and make sure to somehow send it to you.
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They have no idea about for how long I had cancer before they found it. I had symptoms that we can track at least 8 months earlier, which was also pains caused by the tumor. So I had a sizable tumor then. Who knows how many months (years?!) I have had cancer?
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I was out for 3 weeks before they successfully woke me up.
The only signs of illness were muscle pains in my back (which later showed to be caused by the growing tumor), but I had no idea I had cancer. I just collapsed one day and were helped to the hospital where I blacked out.
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One day I started coughing up blood and was feeling very dizzy. I got to the hospital with a friend, which is the last thing I remember. They found the cancer in my lung, notified my family, and operated me the same day in an attempt to save my life.
About a week after I was woken up (this would then be about a month after I blacked out), an oncologist, the surgeon who performed my operation, another doctor, two nurses, and my family sat down around my bed and I was told that I had cancer.
At the time, I was not really able to understand what it meant. I knew that this day was going to be the first day I would try to eat yogurt (all my food was through my nose in a tube), and my surgeon had said a sentence, "you have to go from yogurt to steak", meaning that was all I had to worry about. So when the "you have cancer" conversation was given to me, a month after it was given to my family, all I was saying out loud was "From yogurt to steak. From yogurt to steak" (I was mostly out of the respirator at that point and had started speaking again).
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