As a fire chief in Long Beach, CA, I developed a pre-hospital system that trained paramedics and firefighters, so I had a very strong background in the medical system and thought I knew how it all worked. However, I am now retired and living in Guatemala. When I found out I had prostate cancer I chose to listen to my family doctor who recommended a urologist, who literally butchered my urinary canal with a laser, instead of going directly to a cancer specialist.

After the cancer spread to my left femur, I turned everything over to my pal, Lori. She took me by the hand and led me through what was, to me, uncharted water. She has done a masterful job of learning all about the doctors and their skills. Needless to say, I owe her my life, or at least my undying gratitude.