Tom Reese - Colon Cancer Survivor
Years after surviving a serious accident, Tom Reese was diagnosed with colon cancer. After researching cancer treatment hospitals online, Tom and his wife felt that Cancer Treatment Centers of America (CTCA) could help him to beat the disease.
Tom remembers arriving at CTCA, "The atmosphere was not so much hospital-like as it was hotel-like. It was very calm, very relaxed, the people were very friendly, and they were determined to make me feel more at home than in a hospital setting.
At CTCA, hope is an automatic byword. It's there in the whole facility, everywhere from the janitors to the top administrators."
Tom Reese: My name is Tom Reese and I am a cancer survivor. On June 7, 1984 while returning home from a work appointed class I was in a vehicle accident in which my motorcycle was struck by another vehicle and I became a T4 paraplegic.
I had returned to the rehabilitation center where I first did rehab work back in 1984 to do some follow up work and to receive a replacement wheelchair which required a prescription. In the course of doing this prescription a doctor made notes of some problems that I was having which involved my paraplegia and suggested that I get a follow up with my regular doctor, which I did within a couple of days.
This doctor, because I was 50-years-old, suggested a colonoscopy. In the course of the colonoscopy all the way the far end of the colon’s background, far away from where they were looking for problems, they found a mass which indeed became cancer as well as a couple of polyps.
Would I have gone in on my own? Probably not because I have a typical male syndrome where ‘I don’t need a doctor. I am not going to a hospital.’ So probably we would have delayed it and that delay could have been fatal.
We knew the Cancer Treatment Centers of America from television advertising as well as radio advertising in our area so we investigated them online and we found good answers, but we needed more information.
After my denial at the hospital we investigated even further and the information that we received online concluded that the Cancer Treatment Centers of America was my answer. I needed hope and it looked like hope was coming my way through them.
The atmosphere was not so much hospital-like, as it was hotel-like. It was very clam, very relaxed, the people were very friendly and they were determined to make me feel more at home than in a hospital setting. Hope is an automatic byword. It’s there in the whole facility – everywhere from the janitors to the top administrators.
As a cancer survivor I can say solidly that if you value your life and you are looking for hope then you owe it to yourself to go to the Cancer Treatment Centers of America.