Hello, My name is Neil and I'm from Toronto, Canada. 4 years ago I was diagnosed with colon cancer. After a long set of chemotherapy and radiation treatments it looked as if I had beaten it. I went in to have my ostomy reversed and put back to "normal" again and a few days after the surgery my intestine ripped and nobody knew it. So all the things I was eating and drinking for the next few days was just just passing through my stomach and going into my body. I went into septic shock and a coma. They called my family and told them to come and say their goodbyes because I probably wouldn't make it through the next few days. Well I did make it! When I awoke I had an incision that went from my breastplate down to the bottom of my belly. I could look down and see inside of my stomach. I had four drains sticking out of me and worst of all the ostomy was back. I was told what had happened and that they had removed my colon, prostate and bowel. Also I only  had less than 1 foot of intestine left. I spent about seven months in Sunnybrook hospital away from my family and my two twin daughters who were only about 3 at the time. I was completely bedridden because of the incision. After 5 months of healing I had to slowly learn to walk all over again. After the hospital I spent about 3 months in the physical therapy hospital working on my walking and movement. The neuropathy from the chemo has left my toes nerves dead, so I really have no sense of balance at all and most of the time I'm in a wheelchair or for the short periods of time I can walk with a cane for balance. After bouncing back from all of this I went for a routine CT scan and was informed that the cancer had metastasized (spread) to my lungs. The worst way that it could. Four spots on the left lung and five spots on the right lung so it couldn't even be treated with radiation. I was told I will be on chemo therapy for the rest of my life, however long that is. The good news is that for the last two years or so it has been working and the spots have been shrinking except for one spot. a rogue spot that has decided to not react to the chemo and slowly keep growing. It's on the spot of my lung that's near the arteries to my heart so as of next week I will be starting Target therapy radiation because that spot has grown big enough that they can do it. I went from a really good career working at City Hall for the people of Toronto to collecting disability which is about 1/3 of what I would normally get a month working. With two small daughters, a house and a car the last few months has just become overwhelming with the costs. Chemotherapy and radiation is covered but the pre chemo meds and post chemo meds have eaten up all of our savings and we are starting to get really far behind. I feel shame and embarrassment having to make a GoFundMe because I was always the guy that was there to help others because I was lucky enough to be in a good situation. Now I have to swallow my pride and ask for help. I budgeted out the next year in our finances, so I'm only asking for what it is we need to get by. My wife works only 2 days a week because mostly those other days she is taking me to and from appointments and I can't really be the father or husband I used to be which is the worst part about this whole situation. My wife and I have been battling severe depression because of all the stress and the unknown of what the future will bring. My wife is like a second nurse to me whilst taking care of our two daughters and still working 2 days a week just to try and keep our heads above water. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and any help you can give even if it's just by sharing the link is much appreciated by me and my family.

Thank you for your time,
Neil Biso