This is going to be a little weird - but, then, don't I preface all of my posts like this? For months and months, I tortured myself by trying to see what signs there were previous to Joe's diagnosis. We were in Florida in January of 2008, for our yearly vacation. Joe, being the night owl he was, liked to take walks down to the ocean. One night, I awoke, he wasn't there. I knew he had taken a walk, and it was a very safe area. But I got a panic attack like I've never had in my life. The fear that spurted through me was unjustified, I didn't know what to do. Thinking back, I think it was my gut telling me there was something terribly wrong. He was diagnosed, after basic blood work showing abnormal liver funtions, 6 weeks later. Do we suspect before we know? Hugs, Marsha
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