One Abnormality After Another: The Symptoms of Liver Cancer

As I sit on the couch watching the game on the flat screen, my friend beside me scarfing down chips, he begins rubbing his stomach all the while complaining about chest pains. Being that his eating habits are nothing to be desired I think nothing of it, believing it to be merely acute indigestion. Only after a third consecutive day of hearing complaints about his stomach problems do I actually begin to question his condition. While he is in the the restroom at halftime I head to my phone and call up my physician, who also suggested indigestion in light of his poor binging habits on each day. As he returns from his bathroom break he turns to speak at me noting that he thinks he has gained weight, particularly around the legs and it is also in that moment that i see his eyes have turned slightly yellow.

Now, I'm not exactly an expert, but at that moment I sort of figured that that was not a normal occurrence and asked him about it. He scoffed the matter off almost immediately, saying that he had rubbed his eyes a bit because of all the dust in the air. After yet another consulting with both my physician and the web MD site I narrowed down the choices and it brought me to the most likely diagnosis: liver cancer. Having learned this before he had I decided to call him the next day, so as not to disturb his sleep; probably not the best course of action on my part as cancer need often be treated immediately. The next day my friend called up and told me that he couldn't make today's game as he thought he was coming down with something. If there ever was a time to break the news to him, now was the time.

Luckily he thought he was overdue for a checkup anyways or otherwise it would have taken a bulldozer to move that stubborn mule to the treatment room. I stood by him as the doctor confirmed my fears that the friend I had known since high school had been afflicted with liver cancer, if only in its infant stages. The doctor gave us a bit of good news however, as his cancer was still in the early stages of development the chances that he could be saved were still fairly high.

To this day my friend continues to complain constantly about how horrid the loss of his hair was after the chemotherapy, but in truth I know that he is secretly still thanking me for helping him (not to sound arrogant). Had he been one of the later diagnosed patients he would have had a lesser chance of survival and it is for that reason that I hope you, the reader, will take the time to observe the health of you and your loved ones.