August 24th 2007.. we drive to St Louis and meet our friends.. I don't remember ANYTHING about the drive down... I remember getting out of the car at the hotel where my friend was staying. We went out to eat.. I don't remember the dinner. I don't remember arriving at the Verizon Amphitheater.. I don't remember sitting down in our seats... I remember bits and pieces of the concert. I remember my girlfriend being angry with the people sitting next to us because they thought I was on illegal drugs.. (I was on drugs... but the legal kind.. HAHA)... and she told them in no uncertain terms that I had cancer and to back off...

About 1/2 way through the concert JR felt so bad about my condition he literally picked me up.. and carried me out. Carrying me almost all the way to the car. By now I had lost quite a bit of weight. I usually weigh around 130lbs.. and by this time I was getting close to or under 120lbs... after we made it to the car he then drove me home!

Sunday we decide to go to church so we can tell our Sunday school class what is happening in our lives. We have been VERY close to everyone in our class but when the pain became unbearable I would stay in bed all day... church was out of the question. Our Sunday school class was held in the basement... going down the stairs was impossible... going up the stairs.. impossible. JR had to carry me.. and sitting in the chair was horrid... I was in so much pain even though I was on strong medication. I still hurt. Our Sunday school class gathered around and prayed for me. Then JR took me home and put me to bed!

Monday I had an appointment with my radiation oncologist to get mapped... for radiation treatments and on Friday I had an appointment with my chemo oncologist. I arrived at my appt on Monday and something wasn't quite right (can't remember what) but they sent me home to come back the next day.

Now the REAL Nightmare begins!