It all began 19 years ago, I was about one years old. I was trying to walk and I ended up breaking my leg. The doctor examined my leg and found several tumors on the bone, for the next five years I had to go in and have my leg examined, the doctor said that the bone was growing quite strong around the tumors and told my family that I wouldn't have to get any more examinations.

14 years and a few doctors later I went into the doctors so that he could see my foot, for a few day's prior I tripped and feared I broke it. the x-ray revealed that although my foot was not broken there was a suspicious growth on my leg. A few days later I went in for several scans and they said that the growth was osteofiberous dysplaisa, a rare condition that could turn into a rare form of cancer. May 28, 2009 they operated on my leg, put a plate in my leg, and took the bad part of my leg bone in for a biopsy. I have four more weeks of recovory left.

I now know that my Osteofiberous dyplaisa did in fact turn into cancer. They got all of it out of me. I am, at this moment and as far as I know cancer free. But for the next five years I have to go in for more examinations.

So to summerize: I had surgery, and I found out that it was cancer. Had cancer.