It started last October, just after I got my flu shot in my left arm. I was feeling pain in the area where I’d received my flu shot and thought it was just a reaction to the shot. I went to the doctor and was seen by a resident (not my normal doctor) and was misdiagnosed. He said I had a pulled muscle and gave me exercises and sent me to physical therapy.
Well, by November, my sore arm started getting a lump the size of a baseball, so I went back to MY doctor, and he took one look at it and said, “You have a sarcoma, and we need to get on this.” Within 3 weeks, I had a biopsy, and the week after that I went into surgery to remove my entire deltoid muscle from my left arm. Still not fully recovered, I started full blown chemo treatments in January (72 hours of in-hospital chemo) and every 3 weeks after that.
Today, I am able to write this because I am a survivor and thankful to be alive and live every day like no other because of my wife and great friends who helped me through this journey!
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.