Bowel cancer

This is terrible, may God grant your mother-in-law a speedy 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 really feel for such people...((( I feel so very sorry for them...( Poor things...

I forgot to mention that my mother-in-law also has a stoma on her side:((((

Six years after surgery, she will live if they said everything is clear and she completed chemotherapy. In about 5-6 years, metastases will spread to the liver, and that's it—learn to give injections.

Author, without sentimentality and without the melodrama, you must do the following:

1. Get your act together immediately, since the diagnosis was made 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. Decide at a family meeting that stage 3b, although nearly catastrophic, is something you will all face together as a family, fighting rather than quietly giving up. Because there is a chance—there is ALWAYS a chance.

4. Send every scoundrel in a white coat who dares suggest not tormenting a 55-year-old person to hell. 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 apartments and take your mother to Israel or Germany.

And then you will have a chance.

And all this crap will be completely useless.

And the doctor is right: unnecessary suffering.

And you, excuse me, who are you? An incompetent Russian doctor or a relative waiting for 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. 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 fully recovered). Later, the stoma was removed (it turned out that a stoma is outdated in medicine, and if the surgery had been performed in an oncology department right away instead of an emergency hospital, there wouldn't have been a stoma at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 rounds of chemotherapy and tolerated it very well. There were three surgeries (the first was an emergency, the second was reconstructive to remove the stoma, and the third was for acute adhesive disease and tumor growth). Throughout those 2.5 years, my father lived a normal life—he worked, went on vacations, visited the sauna, and occasionally drank. I never told him about the illness; I arranged with the oncology doctors not to discuss his condition in front of him. It's better not to read oncology forums—I cried all my tears over them, as cases of recovery there are very rare. By the way, my mother-in-law was hospitalized with the same diagnosis 8 years ago, but her cancer had already metastasized to her lymph nodes. She is still alive. She had one surgery and didn't even undergo chemotherapy because she had a heart attack.

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

My mother-in-law is fully aware of her diagnosis, 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, may God grant your mother-in-law good health! 8 years, knock on wood, that's really great!

No need to sell the apartments. Think about the children.

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

I never had any intention of selling 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 working on selling their shared family dacha, and even when my mother-in-law was being prepared for surgery, there were buyers for that 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 the amount from that price would have been more than enough for the treatment abroad).

Author, give your mother-in-law pomegranates more often; they have strong anti-cancer properties, and also 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 meters of reinforced concrete is just a box. But a person is a person.

Children will earn their own way if they're not fools. But parents need help.

However, as I understand, the Author's family has already made their decision, 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 don't understand them at all in many ways. They haven't even done an MRI, CT, or ultrasound after the surgery, not once. Although it's essential to do it every 3 months now, that's the most basic thing. 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 gave is what you got; we're all going to die anyway.

My grandmother was the same. But I was young and foolish back then, falling for the "know-better-than-me domestic doctors." And later, when it was too late to change course, I was running around to drug-addict pharmacies and more, because those "know-better-than-me domestic doctors" thought Relanium was the absolute best for cancer pain.

But with my third cousin, I didn't make that mistake. Even though I loved her less than my grandmother, I robbed all the relatives (which is why they don't like me much now). But at least my 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.

Knock on 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. I foolishly followed the lead of 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! Don't lose heart! I have two acquaintances who had colon cancer, underwent surgery, went through chemotherapy, and thank God, they are alive and healthy! Believe in the best!

Gerson Therapy.

Have you gone through this yourself? There's no need to be so absolute; everything is very individual.

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

Atypical cells live their own lives and rarely bother anyone or anything, actively multiply and quickly undergo lysis. 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 typhus as the main diagnosis in the medical report; instead, 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. He's too lazy to attend an autopsy, too lazy to "bother" 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, he feeds them to the patient. A week later, he writes the discharge summary, marks "recovery" on the form, spitefully sending all the bosses to hell. He's a hero. He cured cancer, tuberculosis, DIC in a week. He can seduce the nurse. He doesn't care that the oncologist, phthisiatrician, 3 professors, the MRI specialist, and the manufacturers of equipment/reagents will be left without work.

My mother was diagnosed with colon cancer in mid-April and passed away in mid-June. She lived for two months.

She essentially died from exhaustion. She sought help very late, and she had been suffering from intestinal obstruction for a long time. She endured it, took laxatives, and used enemas. That's how she managed to hold on. But her intestines were dying.

When she finally went to the hospital in April, she underwent emergency surgery: a large tumor conglomerate was discovered. The tumor had invaded various parts of her intestines and her stomach. Carcinomatosis. Because she had suffered from obstruction for so long, a significant portion of her intestines was damaged. The tumor was left untouched, meaning her large intestine was essentially "shut off" from digestion. A large part of her small intestine was removed. An ileostomy was created. As a result, whatever she ate would immediately come out in liquid form through the stoma. She started losing weight rapidly—literally 5-10 kg per week. She refused to take any action. She was very difficult and uncooperative. She asked to be left alone. She didn't want to drink protein-carbohydrate shakes. She ate very little, even though with such a short intestine, she needed to eat more than usual. She just slept all day. And that's how she died—in her sleep. At least she didn't experience any pain.

I'm angry. At her, at myself, at my brother. At her for being so careless about her health her entire life. Even now, she endured until the last moment and didn't go to the doctor, even though there were signs of cancer. And when she was finally operated on and given the diagnosis, she went back 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 her before she died.

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

My sister is 25 years old and has been diagnosed with stage 2 rectal cancer. The tumor is malignant. She is undergoing treatment in Israel, currently receiving chemotherapy plus biological therapy that was ordered from America. She has terrible pain at night and can't sleep. The doctors don't really say much, only that the pain is bad, possibly because the tumor is breaking down. Only God can help, I'm sure of that, and she herself—she has strength and stays 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 enemy.

Lia, how is your sister doing?

My little star is gone; she fought until the very end. And this Israel and Assuta, known worldwide, actually just profit from people's suffering. 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, with intestinal blockage. 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 a cover-up by their Assuta.

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 exactly what the doctors said. I've done MRI, ultrasound, and FGDS. Can PET CT replace colonoscopy when looking for a tumor in the intestine??? Someone please answer.

Just over a week ago, my father was diagnosed with intestinal cancer that has broken down and metastasized to his liver. The tumor is 11 cm. He is 60 years old and works in the medical field (as a medical assistant and dentist). For about three years, he had symptoms that he believed pointed to hemorrhoids. He had long been disillusioned with doctors due to a negative experience when seeking help for his thyroid (myxedema), which resulted in no diagnosis or treatment from them. He diagnosed himself and even adjusted his hormone treatment on his own. That's why it was impossible to get 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 pointless. All necessary tests, including an MRI, were conducted, and liver metastases were found.

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

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

I'm guided by this: Surgery doesn't guarantee recovery because 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—ensures an explosion of metastases within the next 3-4 months.

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

If anyone can help, or if I can help someone, always feel free!!! Coral-club-aktobe@mail.ru

Hello girls, I really need your advice if anyone has been through something similar. My mom is 59 years old 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 was 7-8 two years ago, she had cystitis a month ago, she feels tired, generally unwell, and only goes to the bathroom with laxatives—before that, she had loose stools. She has periodic pain, hemorrhoids (which flare up), and she takes painkillers. What are the symptoms if someone, God forbid, has cancer? I've read online, but I want to hear from people who have encountered this indirectly. I've stopped sleeping at night, and all sorts of thoughts are running through my head... She's currently getting tests done and has an appointment with 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 very afraid of losing her because my dad died at 52, and I buried my sister at 24 (((((((((((((

Hello. My mother has stage 3 colon cancer with metastases, and her stomach has become very swollen. The doctors refused to perform surgery and gave a prescription for 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 bathroom 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 really scared to go to the doctor. It'll start a carousel that will be the beginning of the end. I have bleeding from my anus with any strain, and I haven't been able to go to the bathroom 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 stool," 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 got scared. I think if everything is so problematic and pointless, 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 suffering.

Could you please tell me, what symptoms did your mom have before she finally went to the doctor? How did the obstruction manifest and how did she go to the bathroom?

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Maybe you have a polyp. My mom 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 get plastic surgery but didn't get to. She didn't pass from cancer, but from a stroke.

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My grandmother (63 years old) has colon cancer with liver metastases, inoperable. They examined her via laparoscopy and created a colostomy. Please, those who have had similar cancer patients, who did you consult, 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 have no strength left; this uncertainty is unbearable. We have nothing to sell and not much money. I'm 21 years old... but my own health no longer allows me to bang my head against closed doors. I'm mentally drained and can't bear to watch her die, with no means to consult the best specialists.

Did you see a doctor? How are you feeling?

Did you see 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 I've 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 intestinal cancer there are?

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

I'm 25. For the third year, I've 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 cancer. I travel to Israel for treatment because in Russia, they can't help or offer anything. And you know, I'm happy. I'm undergoing treatment. I don't plan on dying, and I won't give up either. I believe in God and pray. I'm grateful to the Lord for every day I live. I cherish every moment. And I have everything ahead of me. I'll get married and have healthy children. And I'll 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, without asking 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 doing now?

Maybe you can help my grandmother (colon cancer, colostomy done) she has very severe pain... in the rectum, can't sit or lie down... can only stand... absolutely refuses narcotic injections... doesn't sleep at night... maybe you can suggest a painkiller! Wishing you health!