Chapter one · February 23, 2026
On February 23, 2026, my life changed.
I went to the emergency room after several days of rapidly increasing abdominal pain. I thought I was having a gallbladder attack.
Instead, a doctor walked into the room and told me I had cancer.
A few months earlier, my wife’s best friend had died only weeks after learning she had cancer. So when I heard those words, my mind went to the worst possible place.
I thought I was going to die.
I couldn’t eat. I was in terrible pain. A tumor was blocking my stomach. And at 1:30 in the morning, I found myself thinking about something I never expected to be thinking about at 53 years old: