DIAGNOSED WITH COLON CANCER METASTATIC SPREAD TO LIVER  AFTER CORONAVIRUS .

When I heard that my Coronavirus test had been positive, I cried a lot. I thought I was going to die in a few days and that there would be no time to say goodbye to anyone. I revolted because I was so careful with masks, gloves, respect social isolation. But nothing worked!
I suffered for many days, nights of fever, sweat, unbearable pain. But in a short time, I was over it. I just felt victorious and dreamed of a negative result. But while I was waiting to repeat the exam, a heavy bleeding started in my stool and I ran to the hospital emergency room.
Right away I was diagnosed with deep anemia. Coronavirus weakens you because Coronvirus does not let you eat right for many days and the bleeding also contributed to my anemic condition.
It was wonderful to hear from the nurse that my new Coronavirus test was negative! I celebrated with the claw of a winner!
But two hours after some exams, a new verdict shook me! Once again, terrible news about my health in a few days. Alone in that hospital without a hand to hold, without someone to hug, I swallowed the news that in my intestine there was a malignant tumor in a somewhat advanced state and already with some cells in the liver. The old question: Why me? Why is this again?
Once again, I cried! I cried alone in the endless, dark nights of that hospital. Still hospitalized, I learned about my mother in law  death, to whom I had dedicated my last years of care and
affection and I could not  even say goodbye to her. This caused a great emotional strain on my family.
But thank goodness I was in an excellent hospital being looked after by the best oncology professionals in the state of New Jersey. God had opened so many doors for my treatment to be successful.
Suddenly, again a strange force and a lot of courage made me believe that I can win this endurance test in my life. Jun 9,  I start chemotherapy sessions for 6 months to eliminate bad liver cells and then I will have surgery to remove the tumor from the intestine. I believe that everything will be a great success and that in three months at most I can return to my clicks that I love so much.
The bills keep coming, and unfortunately, I am unable to honor my commitments for some time. I know that I have precious friends who will not hesitate to contribute in any amount ( I really don't care about amount ) .
I'm sorry I don't want to publish bad photos from me sad or crying in the hospital, I want you see me HAPPY how I am, when I'm working around with my camera. 
Everything will be fine because God is in charge and HE can do everything.

After 12 chemotherapy and a big surgery made in January i feel me a lttle bit better, but my hands and my feet are terrible because the effect of the chemos. I can not to walk very weel, my legs hurts a lots and are very weak. I don't know if my moviments will be back on day.