My Brother has cancer. I know its an abrubt way  of saying, but its like pulling a bandaid off of a cut. I have to say it quickly so it doesn't sting so much. He hadn't been feeling well and had bad pains in his belly. He went to the hospital the day before the big party and was there all day. He made an appointment with his doctor, who sent him to another doctor. That doctor did a colonoscopy last tuesday and they found a spot they didn't like. They sent him to yet another doctor on the following wednesday. That doctor ran tests and did a  cat scans and more x-rays. He then called my sister in law wednesday night and told her to take my brother straight to the hospital, the first doctor punctured a hole in his colon with  the scope. When he got to the hospital, they started IV's and had him transported to Boston via ambulance. He had surgery from 11:00 am to about 5:30 pm yesterday and as of 9:30 night, he was still in recovery. He is not reacting well to the morphine, has a fever and his diabetes is out of control. He had a malignant tumor removed and they repaired the puncture. We are going to have to wait for a few days before we find out how far the cancer has gone. Please, if you are reading this, send a thought, prayer, good karma or whatever you think will work his way