"KICK CANCER" in the ass

              Please support our son, brother, friend, husband, and most importantly father of 3 in his battle with Stage 3 Colon Cancer.
 
My Story;
 
In early May of this year (2017) I started having quite severe abdominal pain.  It would come and go, so at first I didn’t put too much stock into it.  However, the pain persisted and only intensified.  Enough was enough.  My stubbornness to go see a doctor lasted for two months before I could no longer bear the agony in my stomach.
 
The doctor scheduled a colonoscopy and that is when my world was turned upside down.  They had found a “Mass.”  That big scary word, that starts with “C” was now smacking me across the face and I had no counter punch for it.
 
How could I have Cancer?  Why me? What is going to happen to my family? What is going to happen to me?  Holy Shit, for the very 1st time in my life I was truly, truly scared.  As much as I would like to say I was strong, it would be at this point where my Rock, my Partner, my Everything was the strong one.  My beautiful bride Marcia took over and had enough strength to get our family through this first hurdle, first of many more hurdles to come.
 
On October 10th I had laparoscopic colon cancer surgery.  The surgery itself was a breeze, although I was extremely nervous as I had never before in my life had a surgery, or been under.  The next days of recovery were extremely challenging.  Pain, yes and there was lots of it.  After some hiccups and scary blockage complications things seemed to be on the right path.  Six days after the surgery the doctors finally released me from the hospital to continue my recovery at home.
 
After a few weeks, on my return visit to my doctor, I am now hit yet with another gut punch as it is determined I am in need of Chemotherapy treatment.  For the next 6 months, every 2 weeks I will get my chemotherapy infusion.
 
As I adjust to my new normal, and I try to deal with the ramifications of this horrible disease, I find myself struggling daily.  The fear of the unknown, the burden now put on my family is not something I ever thought about, nor should be thinking about in my early 40’s…
 
My name is Dale Yeo, I am a son, brother, friend, husband and father.  I will be a CANCER SURVIVOR!!!
 
I am swallowing my pride and asking any and all for your generous help.  This is going to be the toughest road I, we have travelled, not just emotionally but financially as well.  Luckily, being in Canada most of our medical costs are covered, however the daily grind of living is not.  Unfortunately, insurance and disability premiums are not enough to make all ends meet.
 
I truly appreciate everyone who has offered to help, and whom has helped us already.  Everything is truly appreciated, words are just not enough to express our true feelings towards the outpouring and support that we have received.
 
I want to do my small part to help “KICK CANCER IN THE ASS.”  As I am realizing, this is an ugly, ugly disease that affects too many people, I am sure all of you have someone in your lives’ that is dealing with this ugly beast.
 
JURVINSKI CANCER CENTER in Hamilton have been excellent throughout this journey.  To all of the staff and volunteers, you have been our “Angels” throughout all of this.
 
Updates will follow, thank you again from the bottom of hearts, we are so, so humbled…
 Thank you from all of us.....xo



Dale Yeo and family.