My Name is Hughie Mizell. I am a retired barber, husband, father, grandfather and great grandfather. My cancer story begins around 2005 with a rectal cancer diagnosis. I had surgery and the cancer was removed but due to complications, I spent 29 days in the hospital. I didn’t experience any new problems until 2012 when after a colonoscopy, I was

Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this group.  I was diagnosed in July of 2018 stage 3 T2N1.  I went through 6 weeks of Chemo and 28 radiation treatments.  Surgery on 11/26/18 removed half of my esophagus and 1/3rd of my stomach along with related lymph nodes.  My first surgery failed and I lost all but

I remember having stomach issues and going to G.I doctors in the hope of finding out why. One day I had a routine follow-up appointment with the rheumatologist. She asked me how I feel. I went through a series of biologic medications to treat my chronic arthritis. I remember saying to her ” I’m going to die, no specialist is

I found out I had cancer when I went to use the bathroom and I had my period. I panicked because I had not had a period in 10 years. I sent a message to my PCP and she told me to come in right away. When I went in I was scared not knowing what could be wrong. After my

I was diagnosed with Stage IV Ovarian Cancer in August, 2018.  I started chemo in September, had surgery in November of that year and more chemo treatments.  After thirteen rounds of different and same chemo infusion over the last five years, I still have cancerous tumors on my lymph nodes.  I am still on chemo treatment with the hope that

I’m Jennifer -I’m 50 —- I was diagnosed February 2023 —- I am a Type 1 Diabetic, I have Lynch Syndrome but I’m generally healthy—- I’m a nurse and a fitness instructor so here is my small story about the turmoil I had of “ringing the bell “. The Arby’s Bell I rang it! That bell that hangs on the