You are most likely thinking, "He had cancer?" since he didn't bother to tell anyone. He had skin cancer on his back. He blames his high school summer job as a lifeguard in Arizona. And his rotten luck.
Fortunately, it turns out that you can treat skin cancer from the privacy of home these days, without even having to miss work. Isn't modern medicine cool sometimes? The doctor had my husband apply chemotherapy cream to his own back over a six-week period. It wasn't at all disruptive of his daily routine--other than hurting quite a bit and making his back look hideous.
Today he had his post-chemo check-up and the doctor declared him cured. All's well that ends well. Skin cancer is the least traumatic illness he's tried so far (and he's tried lots of them).
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