Bowel cancer

This is dreadful, may God grant your mother-in-law a swift recovery...

My husband's mother had stage 3 rectal cancer, underwent surgery, but the metastases continued to develop, quickly progressing to stage 4, and she lived for about a year.

Horror(((( I feel so sorry for such people...((( I really, really pity them...( Poor things...

Forgot to add that my mother-in-law also has a stoma on her side:((

A 6-year-old will live after the operation if they said everything is clear and chemotherapy has been completed. In about 5-6 years, metastases will spread to the liver, and that's it; learn to give injections.

Author, if we're to be unsentimental and cut the emotional nonsense, you must do the following:

1. Pull yourself together immediately, as the diagnosis was given in the summer, and it's now the end of November.

2. Tell your mother-in-law about the diagnosis (if you haven't already).

3. At a family meeting, decide that although stage 3b is nearly a bloody disaster, you will all fight together as a family, not just quietly waste away. Because there is a chance—there ALWAYS is.

4. Send every scoundrel in a white coat who dares suggest not tormenting a 55-year-old person packing to you-know-where. And explain that you will share their advice/wish/recommendation everywhere and with everyone—from the head of the department to the internet and relevant forums.

5. Sell one of the flats and take your mother to Israel or Germany.

And then you will have a chance.

And all this nonsense will be utterly useless.

And the doctor is right: it's unnecessary suffering.

And you, excuse me, who might you be? An incompetent Russian doctor or a relative awaiting death?

Well, yes. Essentially, everyone will die, but the question is how quickly and painfully? Yet one must still fight. This is a test not only for the person with the illness but also for their loved ones. It's a test of humanity for her son, for you, and for your children... And no matter how it ends, it must be faced with dignity. Learn to live differently. Strength to all of you.

My father had the same diagnosis. He lived for 2.5 years. Initially, he had a stoma (when he saw it after the surgery, he had two strokes in a row—I nursed him for almost two months, and he recovered fully. Later, the stoma was removed (it turned out that stomas are outdated in medicine, and if the operation had been performed in an oncology department right away instead of an emergency hospital, there wouldn't have been a stoma at all). He underwent several courses of chemotherapy and tolerated it very well. There were three surgeries (the first was an emergency procedure, the second was reconstructive to remove the stoma, and the third was for acute adhesive disease and tumour growth). Throughout those 2.5 years, my father led a normal life—he worked, went on holidays, visited the sauna, and occasionally drank. I never spoke about the illness in front of him, and I arranged with the oncology doctors not to discuss his condition in his presence. It's better not to read oncology forums; I cried all my tears over them, as cases of recovery are very rare there. By the way, my mother-in-law was hospitalised with the same diagnosis eight years ago, but her cancer had already metastasised to the lymph nodes. She is still alive today. She had one surgery and didn't even undergo chemotherapy because she had had a heart attack.

Thank you all for your responses and support! And my condolences to those who have lost loved ones to this dreadful disease(((

My mother-in-law is fully aware of her diagnosis and knows that she had metastases in her lymph nodes, but she and all of us are hoping for the best. Although it's clear that anything can happen.

Irina, God bless your mother-in-law with good health! 8 years, touch wood, that's really wonderful!

Now, selling flats isn't necessary. Think about the children.

Don't sell the apartments, it's an incurable disease. Everything possible will be done, even at the proctology centre in Moscow.

I never had any intention of selling any apartments. My husband's relatives had a real opportunity to send my mother-in-law abroad for treatment (her own sister, even before her illness, had been engaged in selling their shared family dacha, and even at the time when my mother-in-law was being prepared for surgery, there were buyers for this dacha. However, my mother-in-law's sister decided that the offered price for the dacha was too low and that they should wait for other buyers, even though that amount would have been more than enough to cover the treatment abroad).

Author, please give your mother-in-law more pomegranates more often; they have strong anti-cancer properties, as well as watercress. Let her review her diet, give up meat, and get tested for parasites.

My job is to offer, yours is to refuse.

50/100 square metres of reinforced concrete is just a shell. But a person is a person.

Children will earn their own way if they're not daft. But parents could use some help.

However, as I understand it, the Author's family has already made up their mind, and the mother-in-law has come to terms with it.

Then God help you.

Freckles, God forbid if this were to happen to any of my relatives, I would do exactly as you described. But my husband's relatives claimed they know everything themselves. I simply don't understand them in many ways. They haven't even had an MRI, CT scan, or ultrasound after the surgery, not once. Although it's essential to do it every 3 months now, that's the most basic requirement. They insist they don't need it. So, I myself don't understand a lot of it.

What's there not to understand? Your mother-in-law is saving your and your husband's money; the relatives are saving their own. It's like, what God has given, has been given; we're going to kick the bucket anyway.

My grandmother was just the same. But I was young and foolish back then, taken in by the "know-better-than-me domestic doctors." And later, when it was too late to change course, I had to scour pharmacies, including those for addicts, and more, because the "know-better-than-me domestic doctors" thought Relanium was the bee's knees for cancer pain.

But with my third cousin's aunt, I didn't make that mistake. Even though I loved her less than my grandmother, I fleeced all the relatives (which is why they don't think much of me now). But at least the aunt is running around like an electric broom. True, she still "dies" a couple of times a month, but she was doing that before too.

Touch wood.

"Relanium," ugh, sorry for the typos. I meant to write something else but got confused.

It's just that the topic is too painful for me.

After all, I had both the money and the opportunity. Like a fool, I fell for those grown men with diplomas. May they get hiccups. No, never mind, I take that back.

I'd rather our doctors go abroad for training more often.

And may our people become a little kinder and more selfless.

Of course, we must fight! There's no need to despair! I have two acquaintances who had bowel cancer, underwent surgery, went through chemotherapy, and thank God, they are alive and well! Believe in the best!

Gerson Therapy.

Have you been through this yourself? There's no need to be so categorical; it's all very individual.

Try this one: http://www.lactis-russia.ru/. Hiromi Shinya has a clinic in Japan with not a single fatal case in over 40 years; he cured an acquaintance of mine.

Atypical cells live their own lives and rarely bother anyone or anything, actively multiplying and quickly lysing. It's the worm, or its egg, or the microbe that causes trouble—it feeds, it causes pain.

Naturally, it's "not cool" for a doctor to write avitaminosis or typhoid as the main diagnosis in the medical report; they write "cancer."

Sometimes the patient is "divided" between an oncologist and a phthisiatrician—when the body's overall nonspecific resistance decreases, both find "their own" markers.

Sometimes a dull and lazy intern looms between them. They can't be bothered to attend an autopsy, they can't be bothered to "burden" the nurse with IVs and procedures—it's better to smoke and drink coffee with brandy with her. Scooping up some rifampicin or tetracycline pills and vitamins from the post, they feed them to the patient. A week later, they write the discharge summary, mark "recovery" on the slip, and spitefully send all the bosses packing. They're a hero. They cured cancer, tuberculosis, DIC in a week. They might even get to have their way with the nurse. They don't care that the oncologist, phthisiatrician, three professors, the MRI specialist, and the manufacturers of equipment/reagents will be left without work.

My mother was diagnosed with bowel cancer in mid-April, and by mid-June, she had passed away. She lived for two months.



She essentially died from exhaustion. She sought help very late, having suffered from a prolonged bowel obstruction. She endured it, took laxatives, and used enemas. That's how she managed to hold on. But her bowel was dying.



When she finally sought medical attention in April, she underwent emergency surgery: a large tumour conglomerate was discovered. The tumour had invaded various sections of the bowel and the stomach. Carcinomatosis. Due to the long-standing obstruction, a significant portion of her bowel had been damaged. The tumour was left untouched, meaning the large intestine was simply "switched off" from the digestive process. A great deal of the small intestine was removed. An ileostomy was created. As a result, whatever she ate would immediately pass out in liquid form through the stoma. She began to lose weight rapidly—literally 5 to 10 kilograms per week. She refused to take any action. She became very difficult and uncooperative. She asked to be left alone. She was unwilling to drink protein-carbohydrate shakes. She ate very little, even though with such a short bowel, she needed to eat more than usual. She just slept all day. And that's how she died—in her sleep. At least there was no pain at all.



I am angry. At her, at myself, at my brother. At her for being so negligent about her health her entire life. Even this time, she endured until the last moment, refusing to see a doctor, despite clear signs of cancer. And after the surgery and diagnosis, she reverted to her indifferent attitude and didn't even try to fight. I'm angry at myself for being too soft. At my brother—for not even coming to see our mother before she died.



People, go to the doctor as soon as something strange starts happening with your body. Don't delay.

My sister is 25 years old and has been diagnosed with stage 2 rectal cancer. The tumour is malignant. She is undergoing treatment in Israel, currently receiving chemotherapy along with biological therapy that was ordered from America. She suffers from terrible pain and cannot sleep at night. The doctors don't really say much, only that the pain is bad and that the tumour might be breaking down. Only God can help, I am sure of that, and she herself, for she has the strength and remains positive. And we don't even think about the negative; she has no right to leave her husband, her one-year-old child, or us. So believe. And help your mother-in-law, be there for her; love and warmth will help overcome this adversary.

Lia, how is your sister doing?

My little star is no more; she fought until the very end. And this Israel and Assuta, known worldwide, are actually just profiting from people's misery. Initially, when she went there, she had stage two cancer with no lymph node involvement, but within just a few months, it progressed to stage four, leading to a bowel obstruction. The so-called "highly experienced" doctors acted too late. In the final medical report, they wrote that it was stage four from the start, though any competent doctor can tell from the tests that this is Assuta covering up their own mistakes.

Can anyone tell me if PET CT can diagnose bowel cancer or not? Has anyone undergone PET CT? Please write. I have a paraneoplastic syndrome. They told me to search and wait. That's what the doctors said. I've had an MRI, ultrasound, and FGDS. Will PET CT replace colonoscopy when looking for a tumour in the bowel??? Someone please answer.

Just over a week ago, my father was diagnosed with intestinal cancer that has broken down and metastasised to his liver. The tumour is 11cm. Dad is 60 years old and works in the medical field (as a medical assistant and dentist). For about three years, he has been troubled by symptoms that he believed pointed to haemorrhoids. He had become very disillusioned with doctors a long time ago (due to a sad experience with seeking help for his thyroid - myxoedema, which resulted in no diagnosis or treatment from doctors. He diagnosed himself and also adjusted his hormone treatment on his own), so it was impossible to persuade him to see a doctor until, excuse the expression, "the rooster had already crowed" :(
During the examination process, when it was still unknown whether there were metastases or not, the doctor said that if metastases were present, performing surgery would be inappropriate. All necessary tests were carried out, including an MRI, which confirmed liver metastases.

But the most baffling part of our story is that our treating doctor told us that surgery is not advisable when there are metastases... We started actively searching for an alternative method to prolong life, clutching at straws... We came to terms with the fact that surgery wasn't an option. BUT today, a council was convened at the oncology center regarding my dad's case, and they decided to proceed with the surgery. We are in shock!!! Where is the logic? What is the goal here? To conduct an experiment??? They practically persuaded and urged him to think carefully before refusing...

So, what should we do in this situation? Who should we believe?

I'm guided by this: Surgery does not guarantee recovery, as any operation is 100% accompanied by cancer metastasis. 'Desperation' surgeries for esophageal or colorectal cancer may prolong life for a while, but without any guarantee. Even a laparotomy—cutting open, looking, and stitching back up—leads to an explosion of metastases within the next 3-4 months.

I'm convinced that people die not from cancer itself but from intoxication during chemotherapy and from metastasis caused by punctures, biopsies, and surgeries. We must face the truth (there is a lot of deception, incompetence, and business in global oncology today).

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Hello girls, I really need your advice if anyone has been through something similar. My mum is 59 and has been suffering from stomach issues for a long time. Recently, we called an ambulance, and the doctor examined her and said the pain in her left side is due to chronic colitis, her liver is enlarged, her sugar levels were 7-8 two years ago, she had cystitis a month ago, she feels tired and generally unwell, she only goes to the toilet with laxatives, before that she had loose stools, she has periodic pains, haemorrhoids (which flare up), and she takes painkillers. What are the symptoms if someone, God forbid, has cancer (I've read online), but I'd like to hear from those who have encountered this indirectly. I've stopped sleeping at night, and all sorts of thoughts are going through my head... She's currently having tests done and seeing a surgeon on the 4th. Maybe it makes sense to do a colonoscopy and not wait for a referral for one procedure or another.......... I'm really afraid of losing her because my dad died at 52, and I buried my sister at 24((((((((((((((

Hello. My mother has stage 3 bowel cancer with metastases, and her stomach has become very swollen. The doctors have refused to perform surgery and provided a certificate to administer narcotics in case of pain. I haven't told my mother anything; I'm afraid to.

Good afternoon! I have this problem. After eating, I immediately get stomach pains and have to go to the toilet right away. I don't eat junk food. It's very stressful... constant fatigue... increased sweating...
Could this be cancer?
I'm 20 years old.

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I'm terrified of going to the doctor. It will set off a carousel that will mark the beginning of the end. I have bleeding from the anus with any strain, and I haven't been able to go to the toilet for a bowel movement on my own since June 2014—only with an enema. Laxatives don't help, and even enemas aren't very effective anymore. What comes out is 'sheep droppings,' mucus, and a lot of bright red blood. I've self-diagnosed with rectal cancer. There's no pain. I've read all sorts of reviews and became scared. I think if everything is so problematic and futile, it's not worth starting—wasting time, money, nerves, and going through this whole circle of hell. It's not a life anymore anyway, just torment.

Please could you tell me, what symptoms did your mum have before she finally went to the doctor? How did the obstruction manifest and how did she go to the toilet?

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Maybe you've got a polyp. My mum also kept putting it off and ended up having radical surgery, and she really regretted not going to the doctor earlier. She was 72 and lived 6 years without complications, wanted to have plastic surgery but didn't get to. She passed away not from cancer but from a stroke.

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My grandmother (63 years old) has colon cancer with liver metastases, and it's inoperable. They examined her via laparoscopy and performed a colostomy. Please, if anyone has had similar experiences with cancer patients, who did you turn to, what treatments were prescribed and done, and roughly how long do they live? The doctor isn't saying anything—no stage, no prognosis. I understand it's all individual, but I'm running out of strength; this uncertainty is unbearable. We have nothing to sell and not much money either. I'm 21... but my own health doesn't allow me to keep banging my head against a wall. I'm mentally drained and can't bear to watch her die, with no means to consult the best specialists.

Have you seen a doctor? How are you feeling?

Have you seen a doctor? How are you feeling?

Good afternoon! I've been suffering from constipation for a long time, and now my stool has suddenly become loose. I have constant bloating and have noticed blood in my stool a couple of times. I'm also afraid to go to the doctor((( Can you tell me what other symptoms of bowel cancer there are?

Run to the doctor and don't delay with this. It might not necessarily be cancer. It could be from stress. And don't be afraid to have a colonoscopy! It's an unpleasant procedure, of course. But it will definitely show what's going on in your bowels.

I am 25. For the third year, I have been fighting for my life. I have intestinal carcinoma. Rectal cancer. Initially, the diagnosis was T3N1M0—that was in 2012. I've had a stoma, surgeries... chemotherapy... Now, I have a recurrence and stage 4. I travel to Israel for treatment because in Russia, they can't help or offer anything. And you know, I am happy. I am undergoing treatment. I don't plan to die, nor will I give up. I believe in God and pray. I am grateful to the Lord for every day I live. I cherish every moment. And I have everything ahead of me. I will get married and have healthy children. And I will live for many more years. Take care of yourselves. No one is immune to this disease. It struck suddenly, during my fifth year at university, and didn't ask for permission to enter. The main thing is to seek medical help in time. Don't be afraid of diagnostics and various unpleasant procedures. Wishing everyone good health!

how are you now?

Maybe you can help my grandmother (bowel cancer, colostomy done) she's got really bad pain.. in her rectum she can't sit or lie down.. only stand.. she absolutely refuses narcotic injections.. doesn't sleep at night... maybe you can suggest a painkiller! Wishing you good health!