So I think I might have colon cancer...

This happened just last week

I was convinced that I had colon cancer.

I have always had a dodgy belly.

When I was 12 years old, on my birthday I had major surgery and they removed 14 inches of my intestine.

And, yes this is way too much information to share online.

But ever since then, I’ve had very strange poop.

Often a mudslide downstairs…

And before any of you jump on the horse it is NOT, I REPEAT NOT from having too much sausage

I’ve just got a very sensitive gut, and as a result I can be quite paranoid about getting colon cancer.

Cue last week and another veritable mud slide.

Again, too much information, but I am going to make a life-changing point in this post.

When I checked the bowl for the damage, to my horror I saw a large amount of blood.

I was truly frightened…

Scared…

I messaged my wife immediately, and she encouraged me to stay calm.

I did this my re-engaging with Jesus who I had not spoken with in far too long.

I imagined my children growing up without a father and I fought back the tears.

I felt a sense of anger that this could be the end of me and yet there was so much more I wanted to do.

I started googling a bunch of things.

There was blood in the water.

This was nearly always bad.

I prayed and begged Jesus to make sure that it was only a ruptured hemorrhoid.

I couldn’t sleep that night, so I jumped back on my phone and googled..

“Can food cause a bloody stool?”

And there it was…

A large amount of beetroot juice can make it seem as though you are shitting blood.

and…

I had chugged a large glass of beetroot juice earlier that morning.

I wasn’t dying.

I did not have colon cancer.

There was more life left in this old dog.

More miles to be run.

More sausage to be devoured.

More hugs to be given.

More people to love.

It wasn’t the end.

It was another new beginning.

It was a good experience to have, irreverent, holy and scary…

We only have so much time left…

We don’t know when there will be actual blood in the water.

I refuse to waste another day locked up in contumacy and simply going through the motions of life.

Every activity, every story, every single moment in life is an opportunity to connect with others and breath life.

I will continue to obliterate the divide between business and personal life and make everything about connection and relationship.

Life is too short to live it divided…

Your time is too precious, to put it in compartments and meander through apparently meaningless tasks every single day.

There is blood in the water…

The clock is ticking…

Let’s not waste a single day..

So much love…

G. x