My husband Tom went to the doctor because he thought he had really bad hemroid. The doctor told him, that it wasn't a hemroid, that the bleeding was coming from further up in the colon. So they did a colonoscopy. They found something and immediately did a biopsy. Halloween came around while we were waiting for the results.
We were out trick-or-treating and it was starting to get late. I told my daughter just one more house. As she walked up to the door my husband grabbed my arm and said, "Let's stay out a little longer." I asked him why, because it was getting late and cold. His reply will haunt me forever: "because I have a feeling that this is the last time I am ever going to do this."
He was right. Cancer took him on June 10th 2007, he never saw another Halloween.
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