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Given the choice between having his testicles removed and death, my husband chose death. Between choosing to fight testicular cancer and keeping his testicles, he chose the latter. He is currently in an induced coma, heavily medicated to spare him the unbearable pain he chose.

A few years ago my fifty-nine year old husband went to the hospital for what we thought would be a simple medical consultation. He had developed a painful node in his groin area and had some back pain. The doctor requested a a myriad of tests and ultrasounds, he said he needed to rule out some things.

Well when the tests came back, those possibilities the doctor was hoping to rule out became a reality. My husband had testicular cancer. I remember that day three years ago when the doctor broke the news to us; my blood went cold. My husband put his head in his palms and lay his head on the doctors desk, and he wept like I had never seen him do in all the forty years I had known him. His whole body shook with sobs, and he lamented the “curse of shame” God had visited on him.

By the time of the diagnosis, we had raised two successful adult sons, aged thirty five and thirty. And an equally successful, beautiful and talented young woman aged twenty two.We were planning to travel around the world and live! We met when we were both teenagers, and we had fought hard to stay together, worked hard to become financially successful and remained committed to raising our three children. It had been our time to kick back and enjoy. But no, cancer had other plans.

My husband had access to good, quality healthcare. His doctors were dedicated to helping him fight the cancer and adjust to life post cancer. But my husband had other plan too. Rather than work with his doctors, he consulted his ego and his ‘manhood.

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