When the diagnosis is CANCER.. Cry..Breathe..FIGHT

My brother, Rusty McCart, got the news alone. A Cscan for one problem revealed the ugly truth, what was hiding... CANCER had invaded his body.  Left undetected, with no symptoms it grew, it spread, it was in charge....but not for long. It took a few weeks for him to find the words to tell us, his family. His diagnosis started with stage 4 kidney cancer. His positive attitude, his comforting hug and his iron will and determination quickly guided us, his siblings to circle the wagons and prepare for battle. My sister Dana Freeman moved Rusty into her home. Our mom had moved in with her years ago. I soon followed, putting everything and everyone on hold. My other brother Jeff McCart comes daily to help and is a phone call away.This fight we will fight together. Rusty's first surgery is Mon. April 22. His birthday is the 23...ironic.. My sister is the only one bringing in a paycheck because my time is spent pushing for answers, a plan and action. I have no problem starting fires when needed. With the help of friends, family and people we have never met, there is no challenge to hard and no effort wasted. There will be no regret for things we should have done.....it is full court press 24/7. Whatever the outcome, Rusty has already beat cancer because it cannot beat him. It will never take away hope or his smile...never. To be continued.........as our hospital says, " Cancer will stop before we do".