Now that I’m done crying and all my family has been informed, I’m beginning to have my doubts. I mean who actually volunteers a “ball-cancer” diagnosis at the end of a yearly physical. He didn’t even seem that sad about it. He actually seemed quite happy about it.
And testicular cancer is a relatively treatable form of cancer. One week seems like such a short time to give me.
Update: Nope. I’m going to die.
I write this shit.
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